Officially, Margaret Chapman was the administrator's receptionist. In his mind, she was his girl Friday. When she was 50 years old in the year 2180, she had never known mortality or aging. She, and almost everyone she knew, looked young and beautiful. On her birthday, she decided to change that. One night as she watched an old video of "Larry King," she giggled when she saw Dolly Parton say, "it costs a lot to look this cheap." The next day she made an appointment with a makeup artist. She didn't stop there. She told the administrator she needed her breasts enlarged - for free. He told her she absolutely did not need breast enlargement and that anyway, the institute did not do silicone implants.
"I'm aware of that," she said. "I want real breasts and I'll be your guinea pig."
For five years he said no but finally gave in. In the meantime she discovered Mae West and adopted West's bawdy double entendres. And she changed her name to Fancy. It was now 2210 and people had long since forgotten that Fancy was once Margaret Chapman.
Ronald Crump's assistants, Prince and Arthur were standing outside the doors to the receptionist area. More to avert his eyes away from Prince than any other reason, Arthur watched as the words "Gregory Sloan" and under them, "Administration" parted as the doors slid quietly into the wall. Even with a muzzle on Prince, Arthur did not want to get in front of the dog. He stood back and waited for Crump's assistants to approach Fancy. She had been notified they were coming and she leaned forward in her chair exposing even more of her huge breasts as she smiled sweetly.
"Gentlemen," she said, "the administrator is expecting you. Go right in."
As Arthur approached her she said, "hi hon, how about a hand job?"
"Sure," he replied, "looks like I've got some time."
Fancy leaned over in her chair, held her hand out, palm up, a couple inches off the floor. Arthur turned and sat on her palm gripping the edge of it with his tiny fingers. She lifted him to her desk and let her hand rest next to a small chair setting next to her name plate.
Fancy asked about Bugsy and Arthur began telling her what he had heard from Tarzani - all the fun Bugsy and the Smotzies were having. Midway through his story he stopped as Crump's assistants came out of the administrator's office without Prince. Arthur could barely believe his eyes. He thought that surely Gregory had not agreed to intelligence enhancement for the dog but obviously he had...why else would the dog still be there?
Arthur hurried into Gregory's office. He was anxious to know what the administrator's thinking was as he pondered the possibility of changing Gregory's mind. The office was cold. Gregory was standing in front of an open window smoking a cigar and blowing the smoke outside.
"Why," was all Arthur said.
Gregory answered, "you know why. It takes a lot of money to keep this place operating. We are solvent for the time being and the future looks good with Crump's plan being favorably considered. But, what if that plan is not approved? Our income from the miniaturization of pets has just about dried up. Those pets are now producing offspring."
Arthur said, "the institute has seen tough times before and this is taking a huge risk."
Gregory countered, "I don't see it as a huge risk. Bugsy has adapted very well."
Arthur argued, "Bugsy was by nature non-aggressive. Look at how viciously and effectively he attacked when threatened after he became intelligent."
Gregory said, "yes, when he was threatened..."
Arthur said, "but the dog is already aggressive. Enhancing its intelligence will not change that. It will only make it more effective. Intelligence is not a deterrant to violence. Some of the world's most notorious criminals were extremely intelligent."
Gregory said, "he's a dog, how much harm can he do?"
The two men stood silently for a moment. Then Arthur said, "I don't want to be a part of this and I came here to ask you about taking leave. I want to see Johnny and Bugsy and spend some time with them."
Gregory said, "okay but we will need you back when the Micronian patients begin arriving."