Head out

"Thanks Glynda," said Duke. "Or should I say...Auntie?"

Glynda blushed but composed herself. "Yes, well...be careful, Master. If you get caught, I don't know if I'll be able to save you."

Duke headed out. It was lunch period, but he wasn't hungry. Not for food, in any case.

Women, though, that was something different. And while he knew he couldn't brainwash anyone right now, he could at least scout out some targets to see who'd be easier to get alone to program.