"Catalyzes the formation of stem cells. Rewrites your genetic code." He waves a dismissive hand as the elevator doors clatter open and he steps out onto the plush red carpet without looking back. "I got people who'll explain it better than I ever could. I'm no scientist."

Might be she's too on her toes to fall for a little ruse like that one, but it might be she's too weary to question it. Frank Fontaine: entrepreneur, businessman, but scientist? Far better to let them think low of him. Ryan never looked twice his direction right up until the moment he surprised him with a bit of business know-how.

He moves swiftly through the Welcome Center, cutting a hard line to the nearest Atlantic Express Station.

"We'll be takin' the train to my place - Fontaine Futuristics. Someday soon we'll be running this place."