We should celebrate, Rita said.
Yes. I'm where I wanted to be. Benteley sipped the remains of his drink. Working for the Directorate. Sworn in to the Quizmaster. That's what I set out for, that day. It seems like a long time ago. Well, I've finally arrived. He gazed down at his glass and was silent.
How do you feel?
Not much different.

Chapter 16 (p. 176) - Solar Lottery (1955)