Tramping around Allen and Marcela's home construction site is a boon for future inventor Luca. Staggering up to me with a mishmash of refuse in his arms, Luca asks -- "can I build a teleporter with this?" Well, I wasn't positive how to answer this. After a little reflection I honestly answered that since no one really knows how to build one, sure, why not -- it is possible that two-thirds of a brick, a broken pipe and 10-inches of wire could be the basis of a teleporter.
This confirmation of his insight greatly pleased Luca. The young capitalist then asked "if I invented the teleporter could I sell it for a lot of money?" I am pretty sure he didn't understand all of my overly analytical answer that delved into the wonderfully low production costs associated with the materials and the expected significant demand -- and the probable keen interest of the military and airline industries -- but I did use the word "billions" in their somewhere and he did clearly hear and understand that. This, of course, sealed my fate -- we were forced to bring home two-thirds of a brick, one broken pipe and 10-inches of wire and to store it safely in the garage.
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