"I don't care if you've got a warrant for the King of England; first you'll move that junk heap off my flowers!  Then, so help me, I'll sue you for - " Jubal glanced at the man who had landed, appeared to see him for the first time. "Oh, so it's you," he said with bitter contempt. "Were you born stupid, Heinrich, or did you have to study for it?  And when did that uniformed jackass working for you learn to fly?  Earlier today?  Since I talked to you?"