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In this scene, our two bounty hunters have discovered more about their mission, and are now retiring to their room for the night.

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"How are we supposed to get into another dimension?" Jee tossed her knapsack on the floor and dropped onto her cot. Crossing her ankles, she folded her hands across her waist. Above her, the ceiling fan trailed dust webs as it turned. She swatted at a buzzing insect and reached back to pull the pillow under her head. "I can't figure this one."

Across the room, behind a hanging sheet, Dane yelped. Slap! "Watch out for those buzzing things. They bite."

She slapped at one. After a moment, she turned over. "You got any ideas?"

"About how to track an invisible man in another dimension?"

"That's the general problem, yeah."

"Nada, Jee. I could resign. Work for a living."

"What, you mean get a real job?"

Dane slapped at a bug. "Beats this."

"Be serious."

"I am serious. At least your feet stay under the covers. I hang over the end of every bed I sleep in except my own. I'm tired of it."

Dane had propped his feet on a chair at the end of the cot. They showed past the end of the sheet hanging between them. Dr. Post had apologized for not realizing TRAIL was sending agents of the opposite sex. No other quarters existed, but they'd slept in one another's company for years, with no problem. On a hunt, you snoozed where and when you could. Jee felt safer with Dane than without him.

"It's like this." She tucked an arm under her head. "With the kind of money we'll get from this job, you can buy dozens of portable custom-made beds. We could cash out. Put that money in savings and live off the interest. You could pay off your house. Stay home and play with the kids."

"Good as that sounds, I can't imagine retiring, Jee."

"I know. But we have to think of some way to find this guy. Come on. You're the brains of this duo."

Dane snorted. "Right. You think it's so easy, you come up with something. And since when am I the 'brains' anyway? You're smart."

"You only tell me I'm smart when you're stuck for an idea."

"I asked you for an idea back on... on... uh..." Dane's voice dropped. "I think it was... uh..."

Jee snickered. "Like I said."