"Don't you find it strange?" Julia asked as she walked into the Invention Convention on William's arm.
"Yes I do. But I have wanted to come here since it started but couldn't because someone wanted to come too but couldn't find the time. Maybe this person heard me somewhere and took the oportunity."
"Well, I'm sorry that my practice is so successful." Julia said.
"I'm joking Julia. I'm proud of you, you know that. And we are here now, that's all that matters." he said, kissing her cheek quickly. "Come on, let's take a look around, I'm sure there are some fantastic things to study."
"And here is the little boy face again." Julia laughed, following him.
They went to different booths, William finding everything fascinating and asking a lot of questions. As they were walking in the central aisle, they heard George's voice. They followed the sound and found out he had his own booth at the convention.
"What is that?" William asked.
"Can't you read William, it's written there on the big banner: "The Inventions of Detective Murdoch" Julia laughed.
"Now Sir, do you think your wife here to be too fat?" George asked to the man who was strapped up to the truthizer.
"He did not just ask that!" Julia whispered, her eyes wide open in shock.
"Uh … no." the man answered, making the blue liquid rise to the top of the tube.
"George! What are you doing?" William asked, grabbing his arm and pulling him away.
"I was showing how your inventions work Sir." George said, enthusiastically.
"They are not inventions George! They're merely re-working of already existing objects!" William said, angry.
"That's what shocked you William!" Julia exclaimed. "George, you can't ask questions like that!"
"But why! It's a sure way to show how the truthizer works Doctor and ..."
"You can't because … you just can't George. It's humiliating! Think about this poor woman!" Julia reprimanded.
"Alright. Are … are you enjoying the convention Sir?" George asked, uncomfortable under Julia's stare.
"Yes, so far. We … we will continue." William said, guiding Julia away.
"And change your questions!" Julia all but ordered before turning away.
"Yes Doctor." George answered, going back to his audience.
"Can you believe him William? Asking such a question?"
"Unfortunately, yes, I can." he sighed. "Come on, let's go and see that man who wants to meet me."
"Ladies and Gentlemen, the days of hitting the dust out of your rugs are over, thanks to the succion cleaner." the inventor called to the audience. "The dust will be sucked and stored in this canister over there."
"William this is genius!" Julia exclaimed. "It will be so much easier and faster."
"Yeah, as if you were the one cleaning the rugs." William laughed.
"I could be with this machine!"
"Excuse me, Mr Schreyer? I'm Detective Murdoch, you left a note for me?"
"Oh yes detective Murdoch! How nice to finally meet you." Mr Schreyer said.
"Why did you ask for me?" William asked.
"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't know you would be in so charming company." he apologized, smiling at Julia.
"Yes, this is my wife." he introduced her. "Now, can you tell me why you asked me here, because we would like to visit the rest of the exhibits and ..."
"William!"
"Don't worry Mrs Murdoch, I completely understand. We inventors have a very curious mind." Mr Schreyer laughed. "Here, I received this message this morning." he said, giving William a piece of paper reading "if you accept the Eaton Prize, you will die."
They talked about the threat for a minute before the owner of Eaton Department Store announced the winner of the prize: Mr Schreyer.
"Given the circumstances, I would advise you not to get on this stage Sir." William said.
"Don't worry Detective Murdoch, with you here, they would not try anything." he said.
He was wrong.
"Did you spend a nice evening?" William asked as he and Julia walked back home from the restaurant.
"Yes I did. I must admit that I was a bit scared when you told me his wife was deaf but with this instant mailing machine we managed to have a very interesting conversation." Julia said, smiling.
"I'm glad you had a good time."
"You had a great time, didn't you?"
"Yes I did. Mr Bell is a very interesting person." William said.
"It was cute watching you look at him like that." Julia said, kissing him on the cheek as they walked.
"Do you want to stop for a moment in the park. It's a clear night, we could look at the stars..."
"That's a very good idea. I always knew you were a romantic." she said, resting her head on hhis shoulder as they walked into the park.
They sat down on a bench and looked up at the sky.
"I have an idea." Julia said.
"Oh, that's something new." William laughed, catching her hand before she could hit him. "It's not a good thing to assault a police officer, Mrs Murdoch. Now, what is that great idea of yours?"
"You should keep a diary."
"Why?" William laughed. "So I could write everynight my most secret thoughts?"
"No, so you could keep record of every invention you create. For the future generations. So they can get the scope of your work."
"I'm not an inventor, Julia."
"Yes you are. Maybe you don't create things from scratch but you combine all these technologies and you put them to good use. You bring them into real life and people can actually use them." Julia said.
"I never saw it like that. Maybe you are right."
"Maybe? I am right. There's no question about it." she said, kissing him on the cheek.