Bleen 42, can you meet us at the loading dock? the BlueHead connection was shakey, I could tell as it left my brain. No way to know if Bleen 42 would hear me, I instructed Partner to steer the craft towards the loading dock anyways. Bleen 42 almost always got my order right, even though it was busy here in New Atlantis, the clever name we gave the Atlantic Ocean after we had paved it over for our ever-growing population. It was rumored that back then, there were no fly-by loading docks to get Supplies, as all matter is called. Instead, there were stores everywhere, for all types of Supplies. Nutrition was a physical object! I thought, chuckling to myself; I don't give into conspiracy theories. I'm getting sidetracked. The loading dock was just under the crown of the artistic Supply House, which was supposed to have represented a "mushroom"; again, not that I believe in such things. Really, I think it's a tribute to a time whence there were many other forms of life. That, I do believe in :)