“One For The Road”
((Ballroom, Embassy Complex))
Garcia: :: Speaking above the din. :: Commander Brodie, Ensign Wilkins! How are you?
Alex extended his hand and shook Ben’s firmly. The ships’ second officer had a glow about him and a twinkle in his eye. Maybe it was impending move to the Thor, maybe it was the atmosphere of the party…maybe it was the alcohol.
Brodie: Ben, good to see you. Quite the event tonight – I’m sure none of us expected the Federation Council to approve this so soon.
Wilkins: ???
Garcia: Have you been served? ::Ben shook his head with a smile.:: Let me get you both a drink
Brodie: Well, what do you say Tara? One for the road?
Wilkins: ???
Garcia: ???
Brodie: I’ll take an whisky, something full-bodied and smoky. ::Brodie looked towards the assembled command staff:: Nothing like a magical mystery tour – remind me…who’s driving again? ::Smiling::
Garcia: ???
Wilkins: ???
[End For Brodie]