e large smoked glass doors at the far end of the bar into the dazzling light of the main body of the Restaurant beyond。
Behind Arthur was a large curtained bay window。 He pulled aside the corner of the curtain and looked out at a landscape which under normal circumstances would have given Arthur the creeping horrors。 These were not； however； normal circumstances； for the thing that froze his blood and made his skin try to crawl up his back and off the top of his head was the sky。 The sky was。。。
An attendant flunkey politely drew the curtain back into place。
〃All in good time； sir；〃 he said。
Zaphod's eyes flashed。
〃Hey； hang about you dead guys；〃 he said； 〃I think we're missing some ultra…important thing here you know。 Something somebody said and we missed it。〃
Arthur was profoundly relieved to turn his attention from what he had just seen。
He said； 〃I said it was a sort of apres。。。〃
〃Yeah； and don't you wish you hadn't？〃 said Zaphod； 〃Ford？〃
〃I said it was odd。〃
〃Yeah； shrewd but dull； perhaps it was。。。〃
〃Perhaps；〃 interrupted the green blur who had by this time resolved into the shape of a small wizened dark…suited green waiter； 〃perhaps you would care to discuss the matter over drinks。。。〃
〃Drinks！〃 cried Zaphod； 〃that was it！ See what you miss if you don't stay alert。〃
〃Indeed sir；〃 said the waiter patiently。 〃If the lady and gentlemen would care to order drinks before dinner。。。〃
〃Dinner！〃 Zaphod exclaimed with passion； 〃Listen； little green person； my stomach could take you home and cuddle you all night for the mere idea。〃
〃。。。 and the Universe；〃 concluded the waiter； determined not to be deflected on his home stretch； 〃will explode later for your pleasure。〃
Ford's head swivelled towards him。 He spoke with feeling。
〃Wow；〃 he said； 〃What sort of drinks do you serve in this place？〃
The waiter laughed a polite little waiter's laugh。
〃Ah；〃 he said； 〃I think sir has perhaps misunderstood me。〃
〃Oh； I hope not；〃 breathed Ford。
The waiter coughed a polite little waiter's cough。
〃It is not unusual for our customers to be a little disoriented by the time journey；〃 he said； 〃so if I might suggest。。。〃
〃Time journey？〃 said Zaphod。
〃Time journey？〃 said Ford。
〃Time journey？〃 said Trillian。
〃You mean this isn't the afterlife？〃 said Arthur。
The waiter smiled a polite little waiter's smile。 He had almost exhausted his polite little waiter repertoire and would soon be slipping into his role of a rather tight lipped and sarcastic little waiter。
〃Afterlife sir？〃 he said； 〃No sir。〃
〃And we're not dead？〃 said Arthur。
The waiter tightened his lips。
〃Aha； ha；〃 he said； 〃Sir is most evidently alive； otherwise I would not attempt to serve sir。〃
In an extraordinary gesture which is pointless attempting to describe； Zaphod Beeblebrox slapped both his foreheads with two of his arms and one of his thighs with the other。
〃Hey guys；〃 he said； 〃This is crazy。 We finally did it。 We finally got to where we were going。 This is Milliways！〃
〃Yes sir；〃 said the waiter； laying on the patience with a trowel； 〃this is Milliways … the Restaurant at the End of the Universe。〃
〃End of what？〃 said Arthur。
〃The Universe；〃 repeated the waiter； very clearly and unnecessarily distinctly。
〃When did that end？〃 said Arthur。
〃In just a few minutes； sir；〃 said the waiter。 He took a deep breath。 He didn't need to do this since his body was supplied with the peculiar assortment of gases it required for survival from a small intravenous device strapped to his leg。 There are times； however； when whatever your metabolism you have to take a deep breath。
〃Now； if you would care to order drinks at last；〃 he said； 〃I will then show you to your table。〃
Zaphod grinned two manic grins； sauntered over to the bar and bought most of it。
Chapter 15
The Restaurant at the End of the Universe is one of the most extraordinary ventures in the entire history of catering。 It has been built on the fragmented remains of。。。 it will be built on the fragmented。。。 that is to say it will have been built by this time； and indeed has been …
One of the major problems encountered in time travel is not that of accidentally being your own father or mother。 There is no problem involved in being your own father or mother that a broadminded and well…adjusted family can't cope with。 There is also no problem about changing the course of history … the course of history does not change because it all fits together like a jigsaw。 All the important changes have happened before the things they were supposed to change and it all sorts itself out in the end。
The major problem is quite simply one of grammar； and the main work to consult in this matter is Dr。 Dan Streetmentioner's Time Traveller's Handbook of 1001 Tense Formations。 It will tell you for instance how to describe something that was about to happen to you in the past before you avoided it by time…jumping forward two days in order to avoid it。 The event will be described differently according to whether you are talking about it from the standpoint of your own natural time； from a time in the further future； or a time in the further past and is further plicated by the possibility of conducting conversations whilst you are actually travelling from one time to another with the intention of being your own father or mother。
Most readers get as far as the Future Semi…Conditionally Modified Subinverted Plagal Past Subjunctive Intentional before giving up： and in fact in later editions of the book all the pages beyond this point have been left blank to save on printing costs。
The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy skips lightly over this tangle of academic abstraction； pausing only to note that the term 〃Future Perfect〃 has been abandoned since it was discovered not to be。
To resume：
The Restaurant at the End of the Universe is one of the most extraordinary ventures in the entire history of catering。
It is built on the fragmented remains of an eventually ruined planet which is （wioll haven be） enclosed in a vast time bubble and projected forward in time to the precise moment of the End of the Universe。
This is； many would say； impossible。
In it； guests take （willan on…take） their places at table and eat （willan on…eat） sumptuous meals whilst watching （willing watchen） the whole of creation explode around them。
This is； many would say； equally impossible。
You can arrive （mayan arivan on…when） for any sitting you like without prior （late fore…when） reservation because you can book retrospectively； as it were when you return to your own time。 （you can have on…book haventa forewhen presooning returningwenta retrohome。）
This is； many would now insist； absolutely impossible。
At the Restaurant you can meet and dine with （mayan meetan con with dinan on when） a fascinating cross…section of the entire population of space and time。
This； it can be explained patiently； is also impossible。
You can visit it as many times as you like （mayan on…visit re…onvisiting。。。 and so on … for further tense…corrections consult Dr。 Streetmentioner's book） and be sure of never meeting yourself； because of the embarrassment this usually causes。
This； even if the rest were true； which it isn't； is patently impossible； say the doubters。
All you have to do is deposit one penny in a savings account in your own era； and when you arrive at the End of Time the operation of pound interest means that the fabulous cost of your meal has been paid for。
This； many claim； is not merely impossible but clearly insane； which is why the advertising executives of the star system of Bastablon came up with this slogan： 〃If you've done six impossible things this morning； why not round it off with breakfast at Milliways； the Restaurant at the End of the Universe？〃
Chapter 16
At the bar； Zaphod was rapidly being as tired as a newt。 His heads knocked together and his smiles were ing out of synch。 He was miserably happy。
〃Zaphod；〃 said Ford； 〃whilst you're still capable of speech； would you care to tell me what the photon happened？ Where have you been？ Where have we been？ Small matter； but I'd like it cleared up。〃
Zaphod's left head sobered up； leaving his right to sink further into the obscurity of drink。
〃Yeah；〃 he said； 〃I've been around。 They want me to find the man who rules the Universe； but I don't care to meet him。 I believe the man can't cook。〃
His left head watched his right head saying this and then nodded。
〃True；〃 it said； 〃have another drink。〃
Ford had another Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster； the drink which has been described as the alcoholic equivalent of a mugging … expensive and bad for the head。 Whatever had happened； Ford decided； he didn't really care too much。
〃Listen Ford；〃 said Zaphod； 〃everything's cool and froody。〃
〃You mean everything's under control。〃
〃No；〃 said Zaphod； 〃I do not mean everything's under control。 That would not be cool and froody。 If you want to know what happened let's just say I had the whole situation in my pocket。