Which they do, and it transpires they are desperate to have sex. Possibly, Neith allows, they are in actual love. The business venture is a pretext which has recently become so successful that it is getting in the way. Neith considers tearing her hair out or imposing a fine, but decides in the end that acknowledgement of the importance of romance by the System is an identifiable good. The Inspector suggests to the committee that both parties be cautioned against allowing their personal business to become a matter of state, proposes a small business loan to hire additional staff, then recommends a hotel. The committee—not without, she suspects, some muffled sniggering at the vision of an anonymous but clearly high-ranking Witness officer having to deal with a sort of self-imposed Romeo-and-Juliet crisis—accepts these measures. The litigating lovebirds are sent off to sort themselves out.