…or, What Do You Get If You Multiply Six By Nine?
We went to eat at odd times and made it through Sunday without bumping into Missy. It was just me and Marlot at breakfast Monday morning. I’d tried to think inviting thoughts, but no dice. I made a mental note to ask Violet if she wanted to go eat with us sometime.
I knew she had her own friends. I also knew that one of them was Iolana. It couldn’t hurt.
I went over to East Campus a little early. I liked the wooded ambience and the feel of the old house that had been converted to classrooms. I also liked the fact that it had tables and benches in the smoking area. There seemed to be an unwritten rule that smokers weren’t allowed to be comfortable. Khersis forbid anybody smoke and eat at the same time.
“Mr. Bowman,” Professor Bryony said, popping up in front of me as I was lighting a second cigarette. “I was hoping for a word.”
“What’s up, Professor?”
“You’ve a good eye for herbs,” she said. “And I hate to see anything good go to waste. Am I going to see a repeat of last Friday’s performance in my field course?”
“Professor, that wasn’t really my fault,” I said.
She took a long pull on her pipe and then blew two streams of smoke out her nose.
“If I were in charge of the tallfolk, you wouldn’t be expected to behave like an adult when you’re not even twenty-two,” she said. “But I’m not, and you are. If a fella wants to make goo-goo eyes at you for the entire period, there’s nothing that says you have to make goo-goo eyes back.” She patted the top of my knee with her fingertips. “I like you a bit, Bowman, but I don’t play favorites, in the classroom or the field.”
“You could tell him to leave me alone.”
“If you’re saying you’re being harrassed—”
“I’m not,” I said.
“Good,” she said. “But there’s only so much I can do then. I can separate you at the start of the class, but I can’t spend the whole hour babysitting. Besides, he managed to pull a good grade while burning a hole in the seat of your pants with his eyes. I don’t see why you couldn’t do as well or better.”
“Right,” I said.
“Well, I’ve got a classroom to set up,” she said. She stuck her pipe inside her jacket. “See you on the inside.”
I went in a bit later, and was still one of the first. It was Monday. Monday after the first weekend, even. Most of the class looked sullen and groggy. I was a little cobwebby upstairs myself. I hadn’t repeated the previous night’s marathon, but after sleeping in Sunday morning it had been harder to get to sleep.
“No time for snacks today, I’m afraid,” the professor said. “We’re going to be getting into some tricky bits today, so we’re going to get right to it. It isn’t just complicated, it’ll form a foundation for everything else we do in the next two weeks. Er, has anybody seen Miss Honey?”
“Who?” Louis asked me quietly. I jerked my head towards the front of the room. He looked at me in confusion.
“The gnome girl,” I said.
“The professor?”
I shook my head.
“Ah, well,” Professor Bryony said. “I’m sure she’ll pick it up. Let’s get to it, class.”
The subject was the combination of properties from different herbs. It was exponentially more difficult than working with a single herb. The professor used blends of herbal tea as one example, and the blend of herbs in her pipe as another. She took this excuse to pull the pipe out as a “visual aid.” She kept it available in this capacity until the end of the period.
The exercises she gave us were challenging. They required intense mental concentration. Two people managed to start small fires accidentally when they combined reagents too quickly and applied too much energy to them. Once I was sure I had the right way down, I took some time to figure out how they’d done it.
“Have a nice weekend, then?” the professor asked me on the way to the shed.
“Fairly nice,” I said. “Went to see a show in town.”
“Wasn’t the dragons in the park, was it?”
“It was, actually,” I said. “Were you there, too?”
“I was,” she said. “Down in the front. Season tickets. It isn’t all dragons, of course. That’s just their big finish. Where were you?”
“In the boxes.”
She gave a whistle.
“Your Mr. Iason take you?” she asked.
“Yeah.”
“Good on you,” she said. “Don’t give your favors away cheaply or he won’t value them. I learned that lesson the hard way.”
“Uh, right,” I said.
“Speaking of, I couldn’t help noticing you’re carrying a bit of extra weight in your ears,” she said. “Those aren’t dwarven, are they?”
“Yeah,” I said. “Sternbauer.”
“You’re a first year, aren’t you?”
“Yeah.”
“You know each other from before, then?”
“No,” I said. “We just met.”
She shook her head, looking puzzled.
“What?” I asked.
“You must be one heck of a good, er, sport,” she said.
Tall and long-limbed Mattie Douglas got to the shed about the same time we did. She spotted my jewelry right away.
“Wow,” she said. “Are all of those new?”
“Yeah,” I said.
“Must be nice to be able to afford that kind of thing,” she said.
“Now, now,” Professor Bryony said. “I’m sure Mr. Bowman worked plenty hard for them.”
“Thank you, Professor,” I said, as neutrally as I could.
“Oh, did your boyfriend get you those?” Mattie asked.
“Uh, yeah. He did.”
“What a sweetheart,” she said.
Iason was the last one to arrive. He tied, actually, with Thomas Zachary, the only other guy in the class. It was no coincidence; Iason had his hand in Zach’s back pocket. I heard Mattie suck in her breath as the two guys shared a lingering kiss on the path before separating for the last ten yards.”
“Right, we’re heading right in again,” the professor said. “Today we’re doing something a little different. I’m going to give everyone the name of a plant. Something useful, fun, but hard to spot. You need to find it in or around the field, and get an intact specimen. I’ll put you in pairs to make it easier. We’ll go alphabetically. So, Andrews, Bowman—”
“No!” Kira said.
“Excuse me, Ms. Andrews?”
“Excuse me, Professor Swain,” Kira said. “I’m not feeling well.”
“What is it?” Bryony asked. “I probably have something in my pack that can help.”
“Please forgive me, but I think I need the healing center,” Kira said.
“Oh, well, alright,” the professor said. “But bring a slip on Wednesday so I can give you a no grade.”
Kira left without more than a slight nod to acknowledge this.
“So, then, it’ll be Bowman, Collins; Douglas, Iason; Miles, Stevens; and Zachary, I guess you’re with me,” the professor said. “Let’s head out.”
Hannah Collins was more than hot. Almost every girl was hot in some way if you looked at them, but she was drop dead gorgeous. She might have been a model. She could have entered beauty pageants and won them. She had a smile that lit up the room even when we were outside, and platinum hair that elven women would envy.
I couldn’t stop looking across the clearing at Iason.
He was chafing under Mattie’s partnership. That wasn’t surprising. On top of being a woman, she dwarfed him. She moved about with a quiet confidence that was less obvious than his cocky swagger, but harder to argue with. I couldn’t make out what they were saying to each other, but Iason was getting red in the face and Mattie was looking irritated.
“Hey, are you paying attention?” Hannah said.
“What?”
“We’re supposed to be looking for holdroot,” she said.
“I think we should probably check on the other end of the clearing,” I said.
“It says it grows in thin vegetation, where the sunlight reaches the ground,” Hannah said. “It’s all tall grass and weeds over there.”
“Well, maybe we should split up,” I said. “We can cover more ground that way.”
“Okay, fine. Whatever,” she said.
In my defense, I checked the ground for the tiny cluster of pale green leaves that marked the top of a holdroot plant on my way over to where Iason was working. He and his partner had decided to cover more ground, too. They’d achieved the level of rapport where words weren’t necessary.
“Are you trying to make me jealous?” I asked Iason quietly when I’d made my way alongside him.
“Pardon?” he said.
“Being all over Zach like that,” I said.
“You requested I leave you alone until the beginning of class today,” he said. “I obliged you all day Sunday, and he obliged me all night.”
“You didn’t have to show up all lovey-dovey with him,” I said.
“Iamie, you are as cold as a marble tomb,” he said, shaking his head. “I should have taken my pleasure and then kicked him, as they say, to the curb?”
“You didn’t have to kiss him in front of me,” I said.
“I had no reason to think you would mind,” Iason said. “Honestly, Iamie, I would not hurt you for all the world, but you’ve given me every impression that this relationship is less important to you than it is to me.”
“How important is it to you if you kiss somebody—”
“Mr. Bowman!” Professor Bryony called. “Your partner is getting awfully lonely without you.”
“Yeah, well, that’s no excuse for him to act like a dick,” I said quietly to Iason. “Sorry, Professor!” I said out loud. “I was just getting a different perspective.”
“Come walking with me after class,” Iason said.
“Why?”
“Because I want you to,” he said. “Because I haven’t fucked you since Saturday. Because my sword cries out for its sheath.”
“After what you pulled?”
“What did I pull? I’m starting to think that you expected me to put up more of a fight when you said you didn’t want to see me.”
“Mr. Bowman!”
“Sorry, Professor!”
I hurried back towards Hannah.
“If we don’t find this root, I’m kicking your ass,” she said.
“We’ll find it,” I said.
We did, with about ten minutes to spare for digging it out of the ground. We didn’t dig down far enough around the taproot on the first try, and it broke when we tried to pull it out. Luckily there was another one nearby. We got it out just before the professor signaled the end of class. She held me in the field after the others had left. Iason hovered at the edge of it.
“I’m sorry, Professor,” I said once we were alone.
“You got the assignment done so you get an A,” she said. “This isn’t the army so you don’t lose points for being insubordinate, but don’t think I won’t bounce you out on your ear.”
“Sorry.”
“You might be capable of gliding by while carrying on like you’ve been, but the material deserves your attention and honestly, you deserve to do better,” she said. “I’d sooner boot you than let you take home a C when you should have an A.”
“I’ll do better, Professor Bryony,” I said. “I really will. I’m just adjusting to things.”
“I know that,” she said. “That’s why I’m talking to you now, when you’ve still got time to pull your head out of the clouds. I enjoy your company, Mr. Bowman, so don’t take it hard when I tell you I don’t want to have this conversation again. Alright?”
“Alright,” I said.
Iason waited where he was until I got to him, smiling blandly with his hands behind his back. I waited for him to say something. When he didn’t, I walked right past him. He turned and fell into step beside me.
“You really must learn to keep your eye on your course work,” he said. “I know I pose considerable distraction, but it’s hardly fair to endanger your classmate’s grade along with your own.”
“Stuff it,” I said.
“You are in a terrible mood today,” he said. “Did you not have a good day Sunday? I would have done my humble best to cheer you up, had I been around.”
“I don’t want you fucking other guys, Iason.”
He shook his head, clicking his tongue.
“It’s a good thing you are so very pretty, Iamie,” he said. “Otherwise, I might be tempted to leave you when you are being so unreasonable.”
“How is that unreasonable?” I asked. “You don’t want me to fuck other guys, I don’t want you to fuck other guys.”
“Shall I take it that you are now as committed to our future together as I am, then?”
“What, you get to sleep around because you’re more committed to me than I am to you?” I said.
“Yes.”
“And I’m the unreasonable one, somehow.”
“Yes,” he said. “I’m glad we are on the same page. Honestly, Iamie, you could very easily have prevented the scene which you found so distressing, had you not made yourself unavailable for half of the weekend.”
“So, you did do it to make me jealous,” I said.
“No, I slept with Zach because I had a need,” he said. “And I was affectionate with him afterwards because I am not a total boor. I would never have chosen him over you, though. You wish for me to be yours exclusively? Then I foreswear the company of other men, so long as yours is available to me.”
“In other words, you expect sex whenever you want it, and if you don’t get it, you’ll look somewhere else,” I said.
“Is something wrong with that arrangement?” Iason asked. “My understanding is that it’s a fairly standard caveat, even if it isn’t stated so baldly.”
“For all that you talk about wanting to get married, you don’t act like you’re interested in it.”
“Then it’s a good thing you aren’t interested in it, either.”
“We aren’t heading towards the campus,” I realized. I stopped walking.
“No,” Iason said. “I wanted you to take a walk in the woods with me.”
“You should have said something!” I said.
“I did,” he said. “When you came towards me instead of taking the path back, I assumed you were giving your assent.”
“You keep getting me turned around, Iason,” I said.
“It is not my fault you have such an alluring backside,” he said.
“Yeah, well, get ready to see it,” I said, turning to head back down the path towards the clearing. “I’m going back to campus for lunch.”
“Iamie, don’t,” he said, grabbing my wrist. “Come with me just a little bit further and I will show you something truly amazing.”
“You mean you’ll fuck me,” I said.
“Yes,” he said. “But after that, I’ll show you something else that’s almost as amazing as that.”
“What, you get to sleep around because you’re more committed to me than I am to you?” I said.
“Yes.”
You know, I can -almost- see a kind of (twisted) logic in that. Almost.
54.
mook!
I read fast.
ook
Forty-two!
OOOOOK!
Once I was sure I had the right way down, I took some time to figure out how they’d done it.
took me a minute of puzzling this over to mean he was trying to figure out them starting the fires with this statement.
Typo: stray closing quotes at the end of
So why does Kira Andrews hate the idea of working with Jason so much? Having looked back through previous chapters (thanks for the character links AE), I still don’t know. Perhaps worshipers of her god Anankha are homophobic. It seems that Kira may be partly dark elf but I’m not sure that’s significant here. Or have I missed something??
Am I still # 8? Woo.
This is probably a stupid question, but could someone explain the relevance of the subtitle, please? I’m afraid I don’t get it.
He assumes Everyone who is in a relationship who finds themselves without access to their regular lover automatically goes off to frolic with someone else without a care? ..as if he can’t conceive any other arraignment. More and more I’m getting these creepy sociopath vibes off of Iason, and nosir… I don’ like it.
Mook! …and I really wish I could take a herbalism class like that. Iason still seems semi-autistic and incredibly childish. Seriously, if they don’t let elves marry until they’re 100, that makes the 30-year-old Iason the equivalent of a human five year old or thereabouts. No wonder he’s spazzy.
I heard Mattie suck in her breath as the two guys shared a lingering kiss on the path before separating for the last ten yards.” <–doesn’t need the closing quotes.
I love the Professor Bryony, and using her pipe as a visual aid for class is a wonderful bit of rebellion against school rules. Also amusing that the age of majority for her culture is 22.
Okay. Disclaimer: I have dated guys like that. I have BEEN a guy approximately like that.
Doesn’t mean that Iason in this chapter hasn’t finally reduced me to frothing rage.
Well done, Our Glorious Author.
I may have something more cogent to offer later. Or I may get distracted and go frolic among the butterflies. Or the tumbleweeds.
Hey waitaminute, wasn’t Zack the one Iason claimed to have had a bet with over who could get into Jamie’s pants first? Ooooh, this could be bad.
@Laughing Collie
6 by 9 is a reference from Douglas Adams’ The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy where the answer to the ultimate question of ‘Life, the Universe and Everything’ is 42…but no one knows what the ultimate question is. The search for the question leads to a sentence generated by pulling random letters from a bag that states “What do you get when you multiply six by nine?” The answer to that is 54, which brings the quote “I always thought there was something fundamentally wrong with the universe.”
Which may be a comment on the current state of affairs at MU.
Most Enjoyable.
@9 Laughing Collie
My best guess is it being The Ultimate Question from Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. Maybe something about how sex is Iason’s answer for everything?
Ack…or the fact that this episode chapter 1, page 42!
Just saw that
“What, you get to sleep around because you’re more committed to me than I am to you?” I said.
“Yes.”
the logic behind this statement:
“I am more committed therefore i am not going to leave you for the person i just had sex with, since it would be just to relieve my blueballs, but you are not as committed therefore you might leave me after having sex with someone else and become more committed to them instead”
or somthing like that sounds good at least =P
@9 Laughing Collie
In Hitchikers Guide to the Galaxy, the answer to life, the Universe, and Everything, was 42.
The question was what do you get when you multiply 6 by 9.
It appears to just be a meme/joke based on the chapter number.
Laughing Collie: The point of the subtitle, I think, was that the Hitchikers guide to the galaxy has 42 as the answer to the Ultimate Question of Life the Universe and Everything. Whilst trying to work out the actual question, by pulling out random scrabble letters, the words “What Do You Get If You Multiply Six By Nine” are spelled. This however does not equal 42. It doesn’t add up, much like Iason’s logic.
I still love Professor Bryony. Really just gnomes/halflings/hobbits, no matter the universe– I always feel like I would fit right in with their culture.
Oh, and there is even more to love about Jamie:
Almost every girl was hot in some way if you looked at them
I love that he believes that.
And, as far as dick behavior goes, I think Kira wins this chapter. Jamie suspects that she is part-dark elf, and he is part-faint elf, so maybe that is why she seems to hate him so much? But then have we seen her be antagonistic to full-elf Iason? She gets my next vote for bonus story, anyway.
Forty Two!!
Base thirteen……?
Iason’s suck a dick ^_^
Douglas Adams FTW!
ugh, i really hate iason…..as for what he’s showing jamie, im hazarding a guess at possibly the elven dorms?
@17 Greg
:headsmack: That must be it.
Methinks Iamie is forgetting the most important rule of fuck-buddies: you do not grow an exclusive attachment to your fuck-buddy. Also, I might be blind but did the chapters skip from 40 to 42?
Sorry for the double-post, seems I was looking at character specific chapters and thus did not see a 41.
I think Jamie needs to go to the healing center to get his spine regrown. I know he’s young, and this is his first real relationship, but he completely fell for the bait laid out by Iason like a bass on a jigglyworm.
Okay, it doesn’t matter how unbelievably hot someone is, you don’t let them treat you and other people like that! I just don’t get how Jamie can still think he can ‘fix’ Iason. This is (at least one way) people end up in abusive relationships.
I guess I’m in the minority here, but for the first time Iason *didn’t* make me go “What a Dick!” I think he has some very valid points, and Jaime is trying to have it both ways. (I still think Iason *is* a dick, of course!) MOOK!
@13 GreyjoyBastard: Heehee! You made me giggle.
@18 unikhell: That’s actually a very good way to look at it. I don’t know if that’s exactly what Iason’s thinking *shrugs* but it’s quite a possibility and does make sense.
@24 Tomo: Elven dorms! That’s what I’m leaning towards. ^_^
Any clue what was up with Kira? I know she didn’t get along with Jamie last time when they were paired up, but I didn’t suspect that abrupt of a reaction…
The only downside to this scheduled updating is that I can’t just turn the page and read on! *whines like the 5 year old she feels like* I just have to keep reminding myself that it’s quicker than reading a whole book, and then waiting until the next book is released.. As always, love the story.
He is such a freakin’ dick. Hands down. ARG!
>> I still like Jamie! But he’s losing points for not kicking Iason to the curb. >>
Nobody writes jokes in base thirteen.
@AE: You’ve got a stray quote mark in
Les @10 comments:
I wonder if this isn’t a normal elven attitude about sex.
As to why Kira doesn’t extend her antagonism to Iason, we don’t know that she doesn’t. The only interaction we have seen between them is Iason walking through her after leaving Jamie’s room.
“Iamie, don’t,” he said, grabbing my wrist. “Come with me just a little bit further and I will show you something truly amazing.”
“You mean you’ll fuck me,” I said.
“Yes,” he said. “But after that, I’ll show you something else that’s almost as amazing as that.
Priceless. I’m beginning to think I like MOAR MU more than regular MU.
Hmm, do dark elves normally have psionic abilities like Dee (and non-delf Violet)?
If so, then Kira may know that Jamie suspects her heritage, and may be afraid of winding up being feared/hated like Dee if he confirms it and tells people.
At least that is the most rational explanation I can come up with now.
… Ooh just got a new idea: She thinks (or has psychic-read that) he is attracted to her, and either goes “eew, pale + dark elf mix. Bad! Do not want!”, or she fears that the gods will say that if they hook up – only with more booming voices and wrath-of-god type of “don’t do that” stuff.
@ 18
“What, you get to sleep around because you’re more committed to me than I am to you?” I said.
“Yes.”
It sounds to me more like since Iason is more committed to Jamie, if Jamie sleeps around it will hurt Iason more because he wants Jamie for himself.
However, since Jamie is less committed it shouldn’t matter to Jamie if Iason sleeps around because, being less committed, he wouldn’t care if they were exclusive.
The last time I looked
Six times nine was 54
And not 42
Elven eavesdropping—
It gives new meaning to the
Phrase “Prick up your ears!”
Is Iason planning
For a walk in the woods or
Down the primrose path?
I bet I know where they’re goin’! -dances about- Is it the home thing? with the elves? and the.. -passes out-
Jamie, dear God, don’t backpedal like that. You did a wonderful job standing up to Iason and his bullying ways, so spazzing out and acting like your stereotypical jealous high-school girlfriend? Not good. Either you do care and you’ll put up with his crap, or you don’t care and you’ll continue to swat him with a newspaper when he’s bad. Pick one, and here’s hoping it’s “having a spine” that you choose.
Wait.. Jamie’s the one trying to have it both ways? Iason was the one who insisted Jamie give up all sexual contact with males other than Iason himself, but if Jamie is un-available for whatever reason Iason considers it perfectly acceptable for himself to go bust one with some random guy.
Am I the only one who sees a problem with that?
@39 Zathras IX I believe that is the point, although the comment was also made in those books that since the Earth was destroyed before readout, and he wasn’t the one giving that readout, he likely had a question that was only close to the right one. Other interpretations of 6*9=42 are 1: This is why the universe doesn’t make sense; 2: My personal favorite, that Arthur Dent was the only being in the universe for whom the answer wasn’t 42, making him a nearly infinitely improbable being and explaining the kind of stuff that keeps happening to him. It would explain why a computer incorporating organic life was the only means of calculating the question, since it had been theorised that knowing both question and answer for the universe would destroy the universe, thus making him necessary for the computer to be able to give the final read out. Once he told anyone else, it would all collapse anyways, but there are a couple of points in there about people building a machine smarter than themselves and then ordering it to do something that they aren’t bright enough to realize would wipe them out.
To quote the petunias, “Oh, no. Not again.”
I’d like to hate Iamie for being a friggin’ idiot whenever Iason is around… but it’s hard, knowing that at his age I was just as stupid, and for most of the same reasons =\
I have to admit, I love all the different theories for the subtitle. Maybe they’re ALL right!
To everyone who so kindly — and thoroughly!
-answered my question: thank you so much! That helps a great deal.
Just checked, Zach Is the one Iason claimed to have made a bet with on who could bed Jaime first.
Horrible, horrible thought… Iason did make a bet with Zach, a bet on ‘how long I can string-along the elf-blood before utterly crushing him.’
Just for emphasis, my name is the link to the wikipedia page about Base 13. Since i work with base 2(binary) and base 16, (and obviously base 10) I thought this was hilarious. I can’t copy paste it though because theres no subscript here lol.
Whats the HTML for links again? With the address replaced by a word?
Also I hate Iason quite a bit usually, but as for his last comment, i gotta give credit where its due. That was a very good line. And yea, this story is becoming better than the original i feel because themain character here only needs a clue by 4, whereas mack needs the Cluehammer 40,000.
Re: Inserting hyperlinks in comments.
Just pasting the URL works and it seems to get turned into a link automatically.
I probably ought to leave it there. You don’t have to make your links pretty, and I’m tempted to say that if you’re going to use such techniques, you ought to be capable of Googling for the necessary info. As Alexander Pope said, “A little knowledge is a dangerous thing.” However, I know a webpage, here, which explains the whole thing in simple language. (The site covers everything else about website design.) Use the knowledge wisely if at all, and make sure you read through and check your syntax at least once. We wouldn’t want AE to turn off HTML tags because they were messing up her comments sections and making moderation a pain. I certainly wouldn’t. >:=)>
So, lemme see, do I have any comments about the story… erm…
No he didn’t. Iason is more than capable of being discreet. So, it was a classic manoeuvre and it worked. And Jamie scoots towards bitchdom, crawling straight past his hot fieldwork partner en route. Oh well…
Dunno what Iason is going to show Jamie (that he hasn’t already seen >:=)>
Or whether AE will make the sex session extra long, so we have to wait another episode for the reveal. It might be that he is rendezvousing with his father for a family “chat”. But then Iason wouldn’t be nearly so happy about it, would he? So I’d go along with the rest and say “Treehome Hall”. It’s probably a beautiful and impressive structure. I hope Iason remembers to find a stout stick with which to beat off the other stag riders. >:=)>
Kira Andrews: dunno. Sometimes one person just causes an immediate, unbearable odium in another. However, it’s bound to be something more interesting than that.
42: Life, the Universe and Everything.
273: the triple (i.e. melting) point of water in degrees Kelvin.
It is a truly significant conjunction!
@[the story] Jamie: There might be cases where scheming anti-smokers implement designs with the intention of making things hard for smokers, but I think in most cases it will just be lack of resources, preparation, or will to do anything more. The covered area with the tables and benches in the East Campus was probably already there when the smoking ban came in, not installed because of it. Such minimum efforts work both ways. Do you remember how they used to draw a line down the middle of a common room and designate one side “non-smoking”? But then didn’t put a proper, permanent air-shield enchantment in place, so that the smoke would actually stay on its designated side? Same philosophy, different result.
It’s been years since I’ve read Douglas Adams but I seem to remember something saying that the answer (42) was correct but the question was wrong. I hope that’s at least about right.