Reed and Carr decide to wait and not hit the building tonight--too many things could go wrong.

Stuck out like sore thumbs, they did Reed decided that perhaps he'd better mingle just a bit.

In the time he'd been awake, Reed decided that there were only two possible reasons why he was being carted across the desert.

The Reeds decided that they would sleep in the kitchens, a stone octagon with a broken dome.

Reed decided not to run for re-election, and returned to newspaper editing.

Reed decided the time had come to play what might turn out to be Earth's hole card.

Reed looked back down into his disarrayed but still largely uneaten shepherd's pie, and decided that he really wasn't very hungry.

By 1965, Reed decided to return to Los Angeles.

Alana didn't sound convinced- but Reed decided not to force the issue.

Reed initially liked the idea but then decided it was "a bit narcissistic".