Tiger realized, as Frankie’s anger failed to provoke a response in him, that he was plain exhausted. He reached down into his coat pocket and pulled out the simsense tape. He arced it across the room, unerringly threading the needle between his sister and the refrigerator. "That’s for you." Frankie caught it easily and knew instantly what it was. He popped the cassette package out of the bag, then held it in his hand and stared at it, unbelieving. His features sharpened and his dark eyes narrowed. "Rambo Twenty! What is this, some sort of a joke? I start playing this, then I get another documentary on animal husbandry?"