"Why the hell are you here, Zach? How did you even know where I would be?" I asked in amazement.
Zach pointed with his thumb to a store that sold electronics. The window of the store had flat screen TV's lined up as displays.
Not understanding what he was trying to say, I observed the store and noticed that about two-thirds of the displays were tuned to a new program.
"{Perceive}, {Listen}."
[Are you serious Angie? Can you repeat that?]
[Sure Dennis, around 7:30 this morning. Right here on the streets of Phoenix, a mysterious Good Samaritan fed over three hundred people.]
[He led them around and then rented out eating establishments to feed them. The staggering number of people who flocked to this kind soul was the talk of the city.]
[Aren't you exaggerating? Three hundred?]
