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"Running." Frank looked over at Randy and turned off the microphone. "Jack that's one of the tugs we are talking about you piloting. This guy's good. It looks like he likes the work."

"Yeh, yeh." Randy was not impressed.

Frank turned on the microphone again and said, "Finished. 'Checks out."

"Fine, I'll detach my gripper and bring in the capsule. This is one of those inflating things. Which end do you want it on, top or bottom?"

"Top."

"OK." Scooter sped for the capsule this time inserting the gripper before his capsule had even stopped. Frank could almost hear the crash when he saw it.

"Careful there. What's your name?"

"They call me Scooter."

"Great. Wonderful." Frank was not feeling good about this. "Angela, can you come over here and watch this with me. This guy is a bit crazy."


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