It was Ketha's job to prepare food for the human prisoners today. Breakfast consisted of a bowl of porridge and a mug of some hot, strongly astringent, herbal infusion which acted as a mild stimulant. The tray of food was passed through a hatch in the pedestal at the base of the specimen jar under the watchful eye of the creature, but it had no reason to suspect that the porridge was the perfect cover for the amplifier and it soon departed to continue repairing the aerocopter. When Klane had cleaned his bowl and retrieved the smuggled device, he took the small metal object in his hand and rolled it round thoughtfully, remembering what Ketha had told him about how it worked. He knew he wouldn't get more than one chance to try his idea.