His Doctor Luna
“That’s another reason why she’s here. Tell her.”
Celeste looked between each of us, suddenly seeming coy. Though something about her actions told me she had planned this display beforehand.
“Well, it definitely has potential,” she said, reading inside her bag. She pulled out a pamphlet of her own. “It’s just a starter project, but they need representatives.”
“Wolf’s Gain?” I said, in disbelief. “What the hell is this?”
“That’s still a working name, don’t worry,” she put out a hand in camaraderie. “We just don’t want to be another company using crazy latin or words that sound like alien invaders.”