"Of course.  I've been waiting for this opportunity for years," Varla said plainly, not entirely certain how to react to Richard's embrace.  "Of course, after the government figured out what it was that dad had built, they wrote up all sorts of regulations and exceptions that would make replicating or employing his technology about thirty-eight different kinds of illegal.<br/><br/>"Luckily, I found loopholes," she grinned a bit and laid one of her rather massive suitcases out on her desk.  "It took a little bit of work, but I finally managed to re-invent the wheel, so to speak.  I had to almost completely re-imagine the architecture while still maintaining the original design's functionality.  It works the same as the old one, but this is a completely different animal, Richard," She was almost glowing as she began opening the case.  "My model is superior to my father's in every way!  Those bureaucratic fat-cats in the Pentagon will take years before they can figure out how to shut me down, and by then I'll have overhauled the technology a second time!"  She sounded like an evil super-genius as she opened the final latch and threw open the suitcase, revealing her prototype of the brand new Proton Pack!<br/><br/>... that looked exactly like the old one.<br/><br/>"So?  What do you think?"