What is it with this guy and speed? he wondered.
'Five kilometers to the lab,' the pilot said. 'I'll have you there in two minutes.'
Longdon searched in vain for a seat belt. Why not make it three and get us there alive?
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'(...) The number 503 in Roman numerals is-'
'DIII.'
Langdon glanced up. 'That was fast. Please don't tell me you're an Illuminatus.'
She laughed. 'I use Roman numerals to codify pelagic strata.'
Of course, Langdon thought. Don't we all.