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The sun slowly set in a blaze of glory and a full moon rose. One by one
the stars appeared and began to twinkle. When dinner was finished the
diners stood and all traces of their picnic vanished. Ranma smiled, picked
up Kasumi in his strong arms, and flew straight up. He flew to the top of
a nearby cumulus cloud and set Kasumi down on it. To her surprise, the
cloud supported Kasumi's weight without a problem.

Somehow "oh my" just didn't cut it. "Sugoi!" She took a few steps and
said, "It's slippery, Ranma."

Ranma agreed. Clouds were sometimes flat on the bottom, but their tops
were usually bumpy with mounds of steam. He concentrated. An area about
the size of a skating rink flattened out to a smooth "floor." "I can't do
much about the slipperiness, but I can level the playing field. Now we
dance." Ranma exhibited an MP3 player he had Nabiki preload with suitable
dance music.

Ranma and Kasumi danced on the top of the cloud with the moon and the
stars looking down. What could be more romantic? The mood was broken when
they were buzzed by a fighter plane that had been sent up to investigate
the strange radar echos that had been detected.

The astonished pilot keyed his radio. "Base, this is Beta One. You're not
going to believe this, but all I see up here is a man and a woman dancing
on top of a cloud."

The radio replied, "Beta One, I don't know what you've been drinking, but
I want some too. Can you get a picture?"

"Rodger that, Base."

A modern fighter plane is ill equipped to deal with airborne stationary
objects, but the pilot did his best to get a shot with the wing-mounted
cameras. When it was developed, the film showed Ranma waving a greeting to
the pilot and Kasumi bowing politely.

Multiplicity, Chapter 6