Lois felt like there was more to the story, but she could feel her source clamming up. She knew the signs and she knew that now was the time to ask one last question, slip him a card, and let it go. Even she knew when to stop pushing for information.
"So the green guy won?" she asked.
She was already fishing a business card out of her purse and already writing the story in her head. The green guy would need a name. Though it was possible he already had a name in his world. There was research she could do on that, she thought.