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The whole manuscript of Haute Cuisine on a Shoestring is in that machine.’
‘Oh, don’t be such a wimp, Tom,’ admonished Angie. 'Don’t start making things difficult - make a hard copy or put the lot on C.D. I’m sure the kids will guard your laptop with their lives - just shut up for a minute and let Charles explain his plan.’
‘... well, on the podium thingummy, where speakers stand during assembly, there’s a connection for a laptop. We could show the film at the dance, add a few titles - some of those cool, psychedelic graphics - and make it a presentation. There’s a huge screen just behind the stage, we’d have the sugar gliders looking like they were swooping us.’
Saffron asked, ‘I get what you mean, but how would it help?’
‘Isn’t that obvious? A publicity stunt ... like ... we could name it Dance for Green Mountain or something. A fund-raiser! You and your friends could sit at a table near the door and collect names for your petitions.’
‘Hang on, son,’ said Tom, ‘we’ve got to make sure it’s all O.K. with your teachers. It sounds like a good idea, but I wouldn’t want to go behind their backs.’
‘I’ll ask them today. I’ll be there to look after Ronnie, and the laptop. What could possibly go wrong with me in charge?’
School was dull and oddly comforting that day. Saffron found herself nodding off during lessons - too many late nights, she supposed.