Well, that's not a richie attitude. Saturday frowns, aware there's something she's not parsing and not entirely sure what it is. "How techie is your metaplane, anyhow? Like, where I'm from, doin' everything through voice control an' video can get pricey, 'cause like, you can't not be wired in? Everything uses a computer, and it's all gotta be, whatchcallit. Compatible."

And it's become a status symbol; the rich don't need to read, don't even want to. Why do something yourself when you can command your invisible, uncomplaining servants to do it for you?

"I met Sandra right after my intake, so I might not've been in the best mood," she allows. "It was a rough landing."