"Take that job," his grandfather said. He tugged the stretchy waistband up over his bony hips. "Son, you never know what you can accomplish until you’re in a Skunk Works. You pull that off right, and a Skunk Works makes big things happen. Big new things, son, genuine breakthroughs in engineering. Things competitors wouldn’t believe. Things the Congress wouldn’t believe." The old man dropped his bathrobe and fingered his golf shirt, sitting there bare-chested. "The enemy believes it, though. The enemy, they pretty much always believe it. They even believed in Star Wars!"