((Entrance, Hauteur Serene Hotel, San Francisco District, StarBase 118))
S’zurak: Help yoursself, Ssir… ::grinning with gagh visible:: Or perhapss it is ssstill too early in the night.
Foster: Ya got some wriggles in your teeth. ::He lifted the goblet towards S’zurak.:: Let me prime the pump.
S’zurak: ::sipping more bloodwine:: By the way, do you know who that is with Commander Fairhug? I’ve never seen her before.
Foster turned, taking another drink of bloodwine.
Foster: Yes, but only from a distance. Commander Fairhug mentioned he was bringing a “plus one” so I think she’s connected to him… somehow.
S’zurak: A “pluss one,” then. That narrows it down to exactly nothing. Care to hazard a guess?
Foster: I could not venture a guess. ::He peered at the group:: She seems to be getting on with everyone well, though. That’s a good sign.
S’zurak snapped back to their work at hand.
S’zurak: ::pointing:: You don’t want your gagh sssquirming too long. They lose the appeal after sitting out. That’s why I wanted to get some firssst thing, while it’s sstill at its best.
Foster: True! ::He paused and looked at the wriggling pile of delectable grossness. He couldn’t put it off much longer.:: Fresh from the Qo’noS district. I remember when they put in the gagh pits to have a fresh supply.
S’zurak: Commander, you don’t need to impresss me. ::leaning in as if to tell a secret:: Do you actually like gagh?
Foster: Yeah, once I get over the wriggle I think they taste great.
S’zurak studied him for a moment.
S’zurak: ::nodding:: Glad to hear it. Then you have no problem taking a whole handful, right?
Foster: Seriously?! ::he waved a hand and laughed:: Alright, alright, I won’t keep yapping.
S’zurak wasn’t sure what to make of the mixed signals he was getting from Foster’s face. He supposed Foster was still struggling with the wriggle. S’zurak grabbed another pinch of gagh to focus on the flavor.
S’zurak: What an exquisite taste. Thisss could be the best gagh I’ve ever had. They sure ssspared no expense for this party.
Foster: Response?
S’zurak: So what are sssome of your favorite foodss?
Foster: Response?
S’zurak cocked his head to the side, as if puzzled.
S’zurak: Those golden rectangless you get from burger places? I’ve found them too salty.
He didn’t realize others could like them so much. He had assumed they were tolerated rather than enjoyed.
Foster: Response?
S’zurak: I’ll keep that in mind.
Foster: Response?
S’zurak didn’t answer immediately. He considered the question.
S’zurak: If it’s meaty, I like it. Recently, I’ve found I love barbeque. Sssweet and sssmoky flavors pair nicely.
Foster: Response?
Ensign S'zurak
Tactical Officer
Starbase 118 Ops
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