A soft sigh leaked from him like a distant ship in the fog. "A hundred bucks, and you can't give me any proof that it even works?" he skepticized.
The smirk crossed her face quickly, was replaced by a gentle smile. "The proof of the pudding, as they say, is in the eating, good sir. I can guarantee you that I saw it work. The Times ad from 1936-"
She was, of course, cut off. "Isn't it 'The proof is in the pudding?'" scowled the hesitant buyer. "That's the way I've always heard it. Anyway, an 81-year old advertisement and your say-so doesn't prove anything. And why does the device conveniently only have one use left?"
"John," she began wearily, "I've already told you, there's a silver filament integral to its operation. I didn't design the thing, but it's my understanding that it needs to be shaped and weighted exactly so in order to open the w- well, to do what it does. That filament's been stressed by the first two tests..." The woman looked momentarily saddened, then coughed and carried on. "It's not likely to survive past the next use."
The smirk crossed her face quickly, was replaced by a gentle smile. "The proof of the pudding, as they say, is in the eating, good sir. I can guarantee you that I saw it work. The Times ad from 1936-"
She was, of course, cut off. "Isn't it 'The proof is in the pudding?'" scowled the hesitant buyer. "That's the way I've always heard it. Anyway, an 81-year old advertisement and your say-so doesn't prove anything. And why does the device conveniently only have one use left?"
"John," she began wearily, "I've already told you, there's a silver filament integral to its operation. I didn't design the thing, but it's my understanding that it needs to be shaped and weighted exactly so in order to open the w- well, to do what it does. That filament's been stressed by the first two tests..." The woman looked momentarily saddened, then coughed and carried on. "It's not likely to survive past the next use."
- to be continued, maybe -
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