She receives telepathic instructions from the extra-terrestrials, who told her Andy had been sent to the Soviet Union to gather information for 13 years, but that he would then return to the United States. By this time it was past eleven, and my father and I were tired and uncertain about finding our way back to the hotel. We were reluctant to leave our gifts with Andy, since there was no way of knowing whether he might receive telepathic instructions from the extra-terrestrials, or what they might be. We changed the topic, asking him about the informal political groups to which he belonged. He told us about Democracy and Humanism, a seminar which meets once or twice a week to discuss political theories and current events.
Many members also take part in demonstrations for the liberation of Soviet prisoners of conscience.
Finally Evgenia returned home. It was late, so we arranged to meet later at our hotel, leaving behind some of our gifts including two pairs of blue jeans that fitted us overweight Americans but not our svelte Soviet friends. Andy was now free to walk us to the bus stop, but it was after midnight and we weren't sure we'd know where to get off to transfer to the metro. Fortunately, a small black private car, a Soviet version of a ten year old Fiat, came along and Andy negotiated a fare of five rubles to the Rossia Hotel. The driver was excited to have Americans in his car, and launched into an animated critique of Soviet society as we careened through the streets of Moscow.