Sara frowned at the topmost memo on the stack she'd pulled out
of her mailbox.  "'Writers and producers for Science Detectives will be
touring the facility next Monday,'" she read aloud.  "'Please extend
them every courtesy within the bounds of evidentiary procedure.'"  She
looked over the paper at Greg.  "What the hell is Science Detectives?"
        "Oh, I've read about that," he said.  "It's a new show they're
developing for Avalon 17."
        "Some kind of documentary show?  Like 3WA Casebook?"
        Greg shook his head.  "No, it's a drama.  Like Dragnet, only
about a crime lab."
        Sara's frown deepened with bafflement.  "You're kidding me.  Do
they expect anyone to -watch- that?  Who wants to watch a TV show about
-criminalists?-"
        Greg shrugged.  "Keep in mind, this is the channel that brought
us Mallcops."
        "I love Mallcops!" Sara protested, looking a little huffy.
        "The defense rests, your honor," said Greg with a smile.
        "Hmph."  Sara shuffled the memo to the bottom of the stack.
"Still sounds screwy to me."

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Lead me not to temptation, for I can find it myself.