but seriously there will be flying cars (_stark_) wrote,
Howard chewed his bread as he cued up a quick elevator speech in his head, his eyes already sparkling. Setting his fork down, he spread his hands apart, palms out, and brought them apart in a rainbow arc. "Picture for me if you will," he said, "a world in which everyone has access to an equal amount of cheap, clean energy. No quibbling over resources. No slave labor. Stability." His smile grew. "That world can exist. It can. Maybe not soon, but Maggie..." he shook his head. "There's something I'm working on. A generator. I haven't worked out all the kinks just yet, but once I figure out how to power it well enough, it's going to work."
He lifted his chin, dreamy. "And it's going to save the world. Maybe not in twenty years. Maybe not even in my lifetime. But someday, Maggie. Someday not too far away." He reached for his fork, expression snapping back into humor. "But first the Nazis. One thing at a time."