=/\=Portland Traffic Control, this is Beta-Seven-Nine-Six, request clearance to land and secure docking. =/\=

=/\= Beta796, affirmative. Clear and on auto approach. Welcome to Portlnad. =/\=

=/\= Copy confirm. Thanks. Know a good burger joint near the… Indira Ghandi Elementary School? =/\=

=/\= Actually, yeah. Shakers. Modeled after the 1950’s. Good food. Try the chocolate malt. =/\=

=/\= Copy that. I’ll grab y’all some grub on my way back. =/\=

=/\= Well we won’t say no to that. Comms clear. =/\=

Pikelsimer docked and landed and then took a ground car to the school. He stood outside for several minutes, thinking. Finally, he took a breath and walked inside. Going into the school office, he smiled at the secretary. “Good mornin’, Ma’am. Sorry to be a bother, but I need to speak to Ms. Nadine Wells, if you don’t mind.” The secretary, a rather severe looking Vulcan woman, said “I’m sorry, Ms. Wells is in class. What is this regarding?” Micah pulled his ID and said “Just some questions, if you don’t mind. Might take an hour or so, so yo may want to make arraignments for the class.” The secretary just nodded and then pressed her comms. “Ms. Wells, would you please come to the office immediately? Thank you.”

Pikelsimer