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The engineers were slowly trickling home now, and Mike figured he could get some uninterrupted time with David.
    Mike pulled out a guest chair and flipped it around to sit backwards. “I don’t think we can do it. I don’t think there’s anything we can pull off before the end of the week that’s going to let us meet Gary’s ultimatum. I’ve had the whole team focused on it. We’ve run trials of every promising idea we’ve had, and nothing has made a dent.” He crossed his arms on the chair, and waited for David to answer.
    David sat, hands steepled in front of him, staring at the window, a curious meld of room reflections and lights from outside. Mike noticed that David was running the RoomLightHack, developed by an Avogadro engineer to override the automatic light switches. The hack had been improved over time, and now it was possible to dim the lights. David had them set very dim.
    A minute passed, and it was obvious that David still wasn’t going to say anything. If there was one thing that drove Mike crazy about David, it was his tendency to become uncommunicative exactly when the stakes were highest.
    Another minute passed, and Mike started to mentally squirm. “I wish I could find something,” he finally said, “but I don’t know what. There’s this brilliant self-taught Serbian kid who is doing some stuff with artificial intelligence algorithms, and he’s doing it all on his home PC. I’ve been reading his blog, and it sounds like he has some really novel approaches to recommendation systems. But I don’t see any way we could duplicate what he’s doing before the end of the week.” Mike was really grasping at straws. Thin straws at that. He hated to bring bad news to David. “Maybe we can turn down the accuracy of the system. If we use fewer language-goal clusters, we can run with less memory and fewer processor cycles. Maybe...”
    “ No, don’t do that.”
    David’s soft voice floated up out of the dim light, startling Mike.
    David had looked up, and was smiling at Mike. “Listen, don’t worry about it. We’ve got a few days. You guys keep working on it. The executive team saw the demo a couple of weeks ago, and they liked it. We don’t want to fool around with the accuracy. It’s working well, and it impressed everyone. Keep the team working on the performance but don’t touch the system accuracy, and I’ll see if I can get the resources we need some other way.”
    “ Are you sure?” Mike asked quizzically, eyebrows raised.
    “ Yes, I’m sure. I’ll get the resources we need.” David sounded confident.
    Mike left feeling puzzled. The deadline was a couple of days away. What could David possibly have in mind?
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    After Mike left, David stood up and wandered over to his office window. He looked out at the wet streets, glistening in the street lights. The Portland Streetcar stopped outside the building across the street, picking up a few last stragglers.
    On the one hand, Gary Mitchell, Vice President of Communication Products Division, was an idiot with no vision. The irony was that the ELOPe project was intended as a feature to run on the very product that Gary had responsibility for, Avogadro’s email service. AvoMail would gain a killer feature when ELOPe was ready, and though David would gain accolades for developing it, it would be Gary’s group who would benefit financially through added users and additional business. All Gary had to do was support the project in the most minor way possible, and he’d accumulate all the credit.
    On the other hand, David grudgingly admitted that if he was in Gary’s shoes, he would be worried about outages too. Damn it though, some things were worth a risk.
    David thought through the apparent conflict. Gary wouldn’t approve running ELOPe on the current email server pool because it was consuming too many resources. The R&D server pool was out of the question because it was way too small. So either ELOPe had to consume less resources,