Maybe I'm Just an Old Chauvinist, But . . . .
. . . how could Toby allow two young women -- one of whom he's openly declared his great love for -- to go into that oil pipeline to place those excessively large magnets and possibly drown when the flow re-started while he simply stood around looking at a computer screen safely outside? Surely Happy is computer-savvy enough to take care of that matter. Like I said, maybe I'm just an old chauvinist, but there's no way I could have sent them in and casually awaited the outcome in the bright sunshine and playful breeze. Steve V.
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