When Bruce walked in carrying the documents, he only glanced at them and said nothing more. He projected the blueprints onto the screen, then said, "First, we need a space station."
"That's why I said Hal had arrived at just the right time," Bruce said. "You and Carol should have quite a few friends in the aerospace industry, right?"
Hal took a sip of coffee, nodded, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice, "Do you want to take over the International Space Station, or build a new one?"
"Of course we'll build a new one. But I used entirely new technologies and materials, ones that can accommodate the needs of Superpower Users. The approval process might be..."
"I'll contact Carol's father." Hal looked somewhat better. After thinking for a moment, he said, "It may increase your budget, but it should pass in the end."
"How long will it take?" Bruce asked.
"That depends on how much you're willing to increase the budget," Hal said. "Overall, it won't be difficult. We just need to get all of us certified to work in space, then make some minor adjustments to our physical records..."
The two of them began discussing the matter. Diana was clearly exhausted. As she listened, her head began to droop, and then she collapsed face-first onto the table. Yet after only a few minutes of sleep, she suddenly jolted awake.
"Ah!" she cried out sharply.
Bruce looked at her with concern. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Maybe it was because yesterday..."
"You were injured yesterday, weren't you?" Bruce asked. "Go back and rest first, ma'am. I'll have Victor send you the recording of the meeting afterward."
Diana nodded and did not force herself to stay. She turned and left. Bruce then looked at Arthur, whose complexion was also poor, and said,