“After these last few years, sitting around doing nothing is driving me crazy.” Allison sighed, and turned to face the person she'd addressed. “Do you wanna’ do something? Go for a run, or do some training? I need to keep my body busy.”
“Are you kidding me?” He stared at her blankly for a few moments before breaking out into a grin, tugging his earphones out. “Uh – hell yeah! I’m in, let’s do this, baby! Oh, full discretion, I don’t know a thing about training, but I’m totally willing to learn.” NZT would definitely help with that. He’d have it figured out in no time.
Holding out his balled fist in greeting, his smile remained. “I’m Brian. Thanks for saving me from this Farsi cooking podcast,” Brian continued, lifting his tablet by way of explanation. “I was getting really hungry.”













