Comes A Voice

...Tam, from the Library Annex (Reading Room, single-seater): "...Those bastids have tiny dreams..."

RX: "Wha..?"

Tam: (over the sound of the sink) "Tiny dreams!"

RX: "Short in duration or small in scope?"

Tam: "Small in vision! 'The space station of the future won't be a giant wheel but small and more like a child's Erector Set construction.' Hmpf!" (Steps out into hall, face to face with--)

RX: "Reading my 'Space Stations' book, ey?"

Tam: "Small-minded space scientists! I hope their ancestors end up living in trees and throwing rocks!"

RX: (Raises an eyebrow, tries to hold serious expression) "Um--"

Tam: "All right, 'Descendants!'"

...A pity, an arboreal version of the opening sequence for 2001: A Space Odyssey was already playing in my mind's theatre).