Samantha Richards - Wanna Cool Off?
Samantha Richards
((Taste of the Quadrants – Deck 229, Deep Space 224))
The three women had begun to dig into their food. The conversation dipped between their most recent mission and how their food tasted. A balanced scale that even the Goddess Themis would be appreciative of.
MacKenzie: How is it?
Looking between MacKenzie and the food, Sam smiled.
Richards: It’s everything I have been dying for. I’m absolutely coming back here before we leave. ::tilting her head to the side:: How’s yours?
MacKenzie: The hasparat is quite good. Meets expectations.
Sam smiled victoriously, as if she had made the food herself. It was a win. A small one, but still a win.
Cole: This stew is quite good, ::swallowing a spoonful:: flavor is robust with a nice kick of spiciness.
The table fell into a small silence of only cutlery on the dishes. Sam paced herself with her salad, not wanting to eat faster than the other two, despite the continued kicks of protest for more from the babies.
Richards: ::Looking at Nat:: We should have told Kexxin about that nickname you came up with for the three of us. ::Gesturing to herself, then to Nat and MacKenzie:: I bet he would have thought the “Cherry Bombs” was great.
Cole: ::blushing a little, or the spice of her meal had made her cheeks flush:: I think he would have probably laughed, or think we were actual explosives.
MacKenzie: The Cherry Bombs, eh?
Once again, Sam found herself smiling and nodding her head as she shoveled more salad into her mouth.
Cole: I had a few other names floating around, but that one just stuck out.
It was still better than the names Sam had attempted to come up with. Nat had started in on her hasparat, which quickly made her eyes begin to water and her face flush. MacKenzie gave an empathetic smile.
MacKenzie: Hasparat a little spicy?
Cole: Response
Richards: I tend to stay away from anything spicy. ::Tilting her head to the side:: Does that make me a boring redhead?
The Captain had looked from Sam to Nat and appeared to be trying valiantly to hold back laughter. Sam watched the face of the security officer as MacKenzie offered up some fries.
MacKenzie: French fry? They came with a garlic aioli sauce – that should help tame the heat a bit…
Cole: Response
Sam chuckled to herself and continued to pick at her salad while Natasha dealt with the consequences of her food choice.
Richards: Anyone up for some dessert? ::Glancing towards Nat:: You know, some ice cream or something on the colder side.
She smirked and looked between the other two.
MacKenzie/Cole: Response
Richards: I think I remember something about an ice cream shop around 224 somewhere.
She pulled her PADD out of her bag and did a quick search through the current DS224 shops.
Richards: Ah, right here ::pointing:: Looks like “The Swoon Spoon” is not far from here.
MacKenzie/Cole: Response
The shop had a list of some of the best selling flavors. The names were all a bit strange but they made her laugh. That alone was enough for her to want to try them.
Richards: I for one, am curious as to what “Buttered up Bolian cone” or a ::holding back a laugh:: “Raspberry Riker Ripple” tastes like. Either of you interested in joining me?
MacKenzie/Cole: Response
TAG/TBC!
Samantha Richards