hail a taxi

You decide that being on time for class was much more important. You walk to the side of the road and hail the approaching taxi.

As you get in the back seat, the glare of country music assaults your ears. You mention to the driver where you intend to get off. The short ride is basically uneventful, except that you kept wondering why the driver's sandwich was in a transparent rectangular case, perched on the dashboard, and there appeared to be bugs eating it.

Your curiosity finally overcomes your shyness and you say. "Hey, I think your sandwich is bugged!"

"What?" the driver replies automatically, and, realizing what you were asking about, grins. "That's not mine, kid. That's theirs! Them-- Korean bugs. Sandwich is their food."

"Why them... Are they your pets?" You ask innocently.

"Well kid, since you go to university, why don't you read about them bugs? Okay?"

You nod in reply as the taxi slows to a halt. You hand over a couple of bills, and as you exit the taxi, the driver adds. "When you're done reading about them bugs, find me. My taxi number is 4618. Maybe I'll give you some."

You nod again, then proceed up the university entrance. You arrive in your classroom just before the class starts. You choose a seat in the middle of the room. You glance around and notice some familiar faces from grade school.

A hand taps your shoulder. You glance to your left and see Hanna, the tomboyish girl from grade school. She still wore her baseball cap and she still sported a ponytail, but she is no longer flat-chested. Her tight-fitting polo shirt actually accentuates her boobs. "Hi Hanna!" You greet her.

She gives you a playful punch on the shoulder. "Nice to see you, Nick. I've been wanting to ask you about something."

"You sure I'm the right person to ask?"

"With all the experiments that I know you're doing, it's absolutely probable that you've come across something I need." Hanna and I were sort-of like buddies. She knew I tinkered a lot and I knew she had some conflicts with what she wanted to do and what her parents expected from her.

"Do you want to talk about it now?" You ask.