We were standing around the wooden park table while picking at the grilled chicken breasts that were on a metal tray that stretched the entire length of the surface. The meat was a little dry but it seemed to be seasoned pretty well. Someone asked me if I had attended our “Reactor/Space” class as they had a special session today. I told them that I didn’t. “Well then, you’re dead” they quickly responded. I remembered how someone once told me that I should look at other people’s teeth when talking to them.