‘Probably.’
‘Always remember, foursight is what Oculators have when wearing their Lenses.’
‘Shiver me timbers!’
‘All right, Aydee. I’ve got a question for you. It’s going to be a hard one. The hardest math problem you’ve ever seen.’
‘Er . . . I don’t know . . .’
‘Alcatraz, are you sure you want to do this?’
‘No.’
‘Great. That’s comforting.’
‘It’s the best thing I’ve got right now. Aydee, I’m going to ask you a math question, and I want you to keep the number in your head. Only spit it out when we get done, all right?’
‘Okay . . .’
‘Take one and add fourteen.’
‘Er . . .’
‘Then take away nine.’
‘Right.’
‘Then multiply by seventy-four.’
‘Um . . .’
‘Then subtract three.’
‘Well . . .’
‘Then take the square root of that.’
‘What’s a square root?’
‘Then take one third of that.’
‘Got it.’
‘Then multiply by negative one.’
‘Okay.’
‘What?’
‘Hush, Bastille. Then add the number of inches in a foot.’
‘That’s easy.’
‘It is? I’m lost.’
‘Quiet, Kaz. Then add eleven billion.’
‘Okay . . .’