Nyx shrugged. "I don't know. They were here when I got here. I wouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, would you?"

Susanne had to agree.

"Besides, they're loyal. Here, watch." Nyx spilled her Frap, causing a slippery mess on the crytaline flooring.

A rush of unnamed Otaku whirlwinded where they stood and began cleaning up the mess. Another handed their Mistress a new cup.

"See." Nyx motioned to Susanne to follow her.

"What is it?" Susanne gasped. Below thme was Earth. She had never seen anything more beautiful in her life... well, with the exception of that dream she had of Roger clones in little aprons making bluefrosting. She never understood that dream, but it sure was yummy.

"Zeppelin is orbiting Earth, no da," Nyx sipped her frap.

"What time is it?"

The trenchcoat girl checked her watch. "Three o'clock, that's L.A. time."

"No, *where* are we in time?"

"Where, or rather, when would you like to be? We're suspended in time here, Suze."

TBC.......