I had too much fun with those two, to not take a peak at them later that afternoon.
“Neglecting your books, are you?” It was all her fault, and now she had the temerity to upbraid him. “What do you want?”
She held up her text book: “Teach me.” “I thought you had it all mastered; 99% probability, and all. No?” She sat down by him in response, and made a show of opening her book.
“A probability of 1 implies a certain event,” he drawled; she glared at him. “I know that.” That imp was dancing in his eyes, now: “Then you know that even a 99.99% probability cannot guarantee you a universe apart from this one?"
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Improbabilities Don't Add to One, Either.
She held up her text book: “Teach me.” “I thought you had it all mastered; 99% probability, and all. No?” She sat down by him in response, and made a show of opening her book.
“A probability of 1 implies a certain event,” he drawled; she glared at him. “I know that.” That imp was dancing in his eyes, now: “Then you know that even a 99.99% probability cannot guarantee you a universe apart from this one?"
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