That morning, when Ziggy Stardust saw the shimmering quilt being unpacked in the common room, all bets appeared to be off.
"This will look wonderful on my bed!" he cooed as he fingered the silver lame lace that edged the night-black satin quilt spangled with sequin stars, button moons, and velvet planets.
David heaved that particularly deep sigh that only Ziggy's antics brought out. "This isn't for you, Ziggy. The Astronettes may have sent it, but you're not the only one here with your eye on the stars."
"Well, whose is it then?" he asked with a pout.
"You'll see if you help us get it upstairs it's rather heavy."
Jealous but as ever unable to resist his curiosity, Ziggy helped David, Major Tom, and Pierrot carry it up to a particular bedroom...
"It's quite an accurate star chart," Major Tom whispered as they each took a corner of the quilt and slowly eased it onto the bed, not wanting to wake its weary occupant. "How long do you think it took them to put it together?"
"Oh, a few days for the base, a few weeks for the details," Pierrot replied. "It's so soft..." he continued as he gently tucked it under the sleeper's chin.
"Is that writing at the bottom?" Ziggy asked as they stepped back to see the result.
"Yes," David said softly, nodding at the words stitched in pearly white thread. "It says, 'May tender memories of home and family bring you comfort. Love, the Astronettes.'"
The bed makers filed out of Thomas Jerome Newton's room. Ziggy was the last to go, and it was just before he turned to the door that he noticed the little velvet planet surrounded by a circle of ruby-red heart-shaped sequins...which had been placed so precisely that it rested upon the sleeper's heart.