Impatient and eager, Holtzman summoned the nearest handler, waving Niko Bludd's credit authorization and pushing himself to the front. I want a large order of slaves.
 
The Human Resources merchant bustled over, grinning and bowing. Of course, Savant Holtzman! What you require, I shall provide. Simply specify your needs, and I will provide a competitive quotation.
 
Suspicious that the merchant might try to cheat him, he said, I need slaves that are smart and independent, but capable of following instructions. Seventy or eighty will do, I suppose. Some of the customers pushing close to the railing grumbled, but did not challenge the celebrity inventor.