Whistle stop in space

Business was rushing, as it had been every day since the Draco Vacation Service had opened. Despite the fact that there werent enough tour-managers to take care of the crowd, and that there was a Fomalhautan millionaire who thought it was demeaning to discuss his vacation with anyone except the president, it was only two oclock when Manning Draco left his private office. He stopped for a moment beside the receptionist, an attractive Martian female. There were at least a dozen persons crowded around her as she answered their questions. Manning stood by her desk, apparently paying no attention to her...FROM THE BOOKS.