Ellen Mae looked doubtful, even though it was almost the truth. Alex had spent most of his teenage years ardently playing dungeons, and since he was generous with his upgrade payments and his shareware registrations, he’d eventually ended up in the fringes of game marketing. Not that he designed games or anything—he didn’t have the maniacal attention to detail necessary for that—but he did like to be among the first to play the new games, and he didn’t mind being polled for his consumer reactions. On occasion, Alex had even been given a little money for this—all told, maybe five percent of the money that he’d poured into the hobby.