Cameron shrugged and waved to the waitress, reading the menu posted over the counter. "Cheeseburgers and chocolate shakes for both of us," she told the girl."
"All that technical stuff is way beyond me," she told Simon. "I'm just a dancer with the Civic Ballet. It sounds like you've thought a lot of it out."
She led Simon to a booth and pushed at him to sit, then sat down herself. Cameron wanted to sit across from him so she could keep close watch on his eyes, face, scan if he was telling the truth or not.
"So you were a doctor on a space ship? That sounds exciting enough to me. But it doesn't sound like you doing very well. What happened, and who was Kaylee? Your wife?"