Intelligent Life?
El snorted as he saw the headline on a tabloid that had somehow found its way onto the coffee table.
Area 51 Found by Mississippi Farmer!
"Sands do you believe in aliens?"
Sands didn't turn while he traced the Braille in the book Pride And Prejudice with his fingers. "Of course I do. I was in the CIA. I know things that would make it impossible for you to sleep at night."
For a moment he was truly happy that Sands was blind, so he couldn't see how shocked he was. "… So there really are aliens?"
Sands sighed exasperatedly. "Yes 'The', there had to be more intelligent life out there than just me."
"The" as Sands had so kindly dubbed him glared. Before he realized this had absolutely no affect on the blind man. "Is there anything else that I should know about?"
"That depends… you didn't think that the loch ness monster was fake did you?"
El picked up his guitar quickly and headed for the door.
"Where are you going?"
"I need to talk to Lorenzo and Fideo about … something."
He walks out the door.
Sands chuckled while he turns the page.
"That was too easy."
