<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #80BFFF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Peter Halvardson</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Viking'</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Peter drunk the compliment like the wine. It tasted even better afterwards. He liked the company of Alice, their playful banters and the constant thirst for informations. He got up and returned with cheese and olives, handing them both to Alice.<br/><span style="color: #FF8000"><br/>"I guess there are some more. Never forget, I was born in the golden crib. I know the amenities of life firsthand and even if I hated my father for not being there, when we needed him most, I still don't hate all the amenities. I like opera and ballett, enjoy sport matches and other things you can buy with money. I have a faible for expensive clothes and I bought some designer labels on Pervara-3. You know they had been runner-ups in the last three fashion weeks of Mars. I hope they manage to win the next fashion week. The designer is crazy but sensational. I was so free to send your sizes to him. But you will receive the gift after we are finished here..."</span><br/><br/>He had another pleasant surprise, but it came from another direction.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"And I was voted Mr. Sexual Stamina three years in a row on Ballard-5. Which is kind of not telling the whole story, because if you would have a look at the women of Ballard-5 then you may imagine that I probably will last longer with some real woman."</span><br/><br/>He grinned, when he saw her face and he prepared for another sharp rebuke.</div>