“You mean like an ATM? You go to it whenever you need a hundred or so and it gives it to you?”

“More like $225,000 or so, but basically that’s the principle.”

“$225,000, wow! That’s a Super-PACaderm you’ve got there. What interest rate are you paying?”

“No interest,” she explains. “You don’t even have to pay it back. It’s for good will.”

“Surely you have to do something for all that money,” the man sniffs. “Two hundred twenty-five thousand clams buys a lot of good will in the good will market.”

“Sometimes I give a little speech. Sometimes I just read material they give me,” she shrugs. “You know me, I’ve always depended on the kindness of strangers.”

“This sounds like a scam to me. We should get rid of that thing before it goes berserk and tramples on all of us.”

“Nonsense. We’ve got it under perfect control. It’s very well behaved. Besides, he’s too big to get rid of. Look at him.”

“Yeah, huge. That’s why we have to get rid of it. If it collapses we’ll all be crushed.”