Ell called to her friends. They turned away from where they’d been discussing the project to build more dust suppression units. Everyone from quantum research was here now, working on the teecee disaster. Ell had mercilessly raided people from the ET Resources group and a few of the Portal Tech people also. As Roger and Emma approached, Ell said “I’m hoping we can head to the little conference room and do some planning?” Emma said, “That’s what we were doing! We’ve still got a lot of other things to work out if we’re going to deliver very many of the foggers.” Ell blinked at her for a moment, then said, “We’ve got plenty of people that can make foggers Emma. Sheila’s hiring temporary workers too.” Roger had turned and begun walking towards the conference room, but now he frowned, “How many foggers are you thinking we’re going to make?!” “Not many more than we’ve already planned for, but dust suppression for the teecees cave only addresses one small part of the catastrophe that’s going to hit them you know?”
