HUMAN/SUPER First Contact 221

“True,” Angela said, “but do you really want to give him the satisfaction?”

Fatima sighed.

“I suppose not,” she said. “Wouldn’t want to get arrested at my first show in a dozen years.” She jabbed her index finger at Tony’s chest. “But don’t you dare think this makes us even.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” Tony replied.

Fatima turned to Angela.

“Thanks for stepping in,” she said. “You could’ve just stood back and watched.”

“No, I couldn’t,” Angela said. “Anyway, I should get back to my date. You two behave yourselves, okay?”

“That’s going to be easier said than done at this point,” Fatima replied.

“We’ll manage,” Tony said. “Ciao.”

Angela turned hesitantly and made her way back across the room. Genesis stood just where Angela had left her, looking somewhat bewildered.

“Sorry about that,” Angela said. “I didn’t mean to ditch you, I just—”

“Don’t worry about it,” Genesis said. “I like that you can’t leave well enough alone.”

Angela smiled.

“Want to get some fresh air?” she asked.

“Sure,” Genesis replied.

They headed through the lobby and out of the building. The night air was cool but getting warmer with the changing seasons. Angela and Genesis sat on the front steps for a long while, holding hands and staring up at the sky.

“I miss this,” Angela said. “Hanging out, just the two of us. No work getting in the way.”

“Me too,” Genesis said. “I’ve been trying to convince Dad to hire a third person at the shop to ease up the workload, but he doesn’t think we can afford it. I’ll wear him down eventually, though.”

“That would be great,” Angela said. “In the meantime, though, I was thinking….”