Youre getting out of here. It was nice knowing youfor a while. Do you know what this is? I asked him, poking a large glossy pie under his long broken nose. . I spent the rest of the evening talking up the wonders of my imaginary history to everyone I could nail. The board was behind the elevator shaft where I had left it. I was kneeling by the bed, holding her shoulders and staring deep into her eyes, trying to reach what lay behind them. After allthere arent that many things you can do with a battleship.