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New Pasadena, 10:00 am. Monday, January 15, 2057. New CalTech-Biochemistry building – Louise Rossi’s office
After the news about the appearance of a new portal in the vicinities of Old Santa Barbara, Melvin has contacted his friend Dr. Rupert Giles, an English historian and librarian, who has an especial connection with a team that fight dark forces organizations related with some of the entities in those portals; Dr. Giles is a peculiar man, Melvin met him during his adolescence, when he has 14; then, Giles was already an adult on his late forties, however today, that man looks like in his early fifties, more or less as Melvin, and indeed a little younger, even though his age should be around eighty or ninety; the observation per se was a conundrum that was eating Melvin’s brain since their last encounter five years ago; and most strange is the fact that Dr. Giles classes, as Melvin inquests pointed, were done in the modality of teleconferences and almost no one has seen him in person in the classrooms of New London’s Global University. After many years of haven’t seen him, an hphone call, five days ago, from England astonished Melvin; Dr. Giles was asking for a meeting with Melvin and ‘his people’, surprised Melvin asked what ‘people’ it could be, and Giles answered, ‘your people of New CalTech, the professors, your older daughter and the two students, your younger daughter and her friend…hmm … or girlfriend, I believe’; he wanted to talk about the portals; at that moment, Melvin didn’t give him a date, but after the last news about Old Santa Barbara’s possible portal, Bette’s father decided to call the meeting for Monday at 10:00 am, and here they are in Louise’s office. Louise is filling some tea and coffee in her visitors’ teacups and some juice for Tina and Bette, who are a little uneasy because they were told that the guest was an old guy with probably conservative ideas and it should be better for them to behave as good friends and not as lovers, Tina, of course, replayed ‘mom, what if I touch her…? or if we hold hands, or if we hug, we can’t avoid that, is not in our nature’ and Louise told her, ‘baby just pretend, until we know how he is… or I will show you both, my nature…’, anyway here they are and all eyes were focused on Rupert.