"Are you about ready to go?" asked Mandi.
Looking up, Cade saw the food was gone. Mandi stood up and pushed the cart
toward the door. Cade slipped into his shoulder rig, grabbed his cellphone, and
put on his jacket.
"Yeah, ready," he said. "I'd still like to know..."
Mandi walked back and kissed Cade to silence him.
"Later," she said, "After the show," and she led him by the hand toward the
hallway door as she added, "Just be careful when you handle things tonight.
You'll be a little stronger than you're used to, so avoid handling people in
particular."
"Stronger. Right. Oh, hell, Mandi; on-the-job is the worst possible time to
have to learn new tricks or adjust to anything. How much stronger are we talking
about?"
She opened the door and pushed the cart into the hall without releasing
Cade's hand, which meant that he followed when he might have stopped to ask more
questions.
Cade was thinking in human terms, which didn't prepare him at all to hear,
"If you follow the norm, by ten or so you'll be able to bench press a couple of
tons, give or take."
"Tons?! The norm?! There's a norm?!"
Putting the cart against the wall, Mandi gave him a quick kiss and
grinningly said, "Yeah, there's a norm.
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