Pikelsimer's Quarters- A Dinner Date

Posted May 5, 2021, 4:52 p.m. by Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (FedSec Agent) (James Sinclair)

Posted by Shara Calloway (Intel Liason) in Pikelsimer’s Quarters- A Dinner Date

Posted by Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (FedSec Agent) in Pikelsimer’s Quarters- A Dinner Date

Posted by Shara Calloway (Intel Liason) in Pikelsimer’s Quarters- A Dinner Date
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Shara couldn’t help but chuckle. “Well, there are all sorts of things we could do but I was sort of hoping to still be in my clothes at the dinner table. I did get dressed up and everything,” she said, tapping the finger that was tapping his lips.

“How about I get some glasses and you get a corkscrew and we can at least open the bottle. Seems a reasonable place to start, I think,” Shara said taking a step back.

~Shara Calloway

“Well, if I have to get ya drunk first, wine is gonna take forever…” Micah said with a grin, but went and found a bottle opener. He opened the bottle and smelled it and nodded in approval. “Nice. Your stash? Or did you call in favor in the hopes of impressing me?” he asked with a wink.

Everytime he looked at her, he felt… well… lots of things… but part of that was that he really enjoyed her. And that thought made him smile.


Replicating a pair of wine glasses, Shara took her sweet time moving back to the table. Quite intentionally really. But she knit her brows together and gave him a ‘Really‘ sort of expression. “Most recent assignment aside, what kind of covert ops gal do you think I am? A stash… really,” she said with feigned exasperation. She almost laughed as set the glasses down n front of him.

~Shara Calloway

He smiled broadly as he poured. “I figured you for the kind that would have a stash, obviously. I mean…” and he set the bottle aside and handed her a glass, “… where’d ya think I got that shine from?” and he raised his glass to her in a silent toast, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he looked her over again.

Taking the glass, Shara lifted it and took a sip. Mmm, it was good. “Hunny, if I didn’t know better, I’d have thought that stuff you brought came from Old Man Carpenter’s still.” Of course he hadn’t. the still no longer existed and neither did its owner. “Besides, a stash means evidence…”

“Not if ya know how to hide it right.” and he winked.

Of course there were pithy retorts she could toss back at him, but Shara just said nothing, sipping on her wine.

“You wanna sit? Dinner won’t be here for a few minutes yet.” and he gestured to the loveseat under the window.


“Sure” she said lightly, moving with graceful steps over to the small sofa. She sat on one side, half turned to face him and tucked her legs under her. Another sip warmed her throat. “Do I get to know what dinner is?”

~Shara Calloway

Micah sat opposite her and smiled. He was having more fun with her than he could remember having in… well, than he could remember. “Now, Madame… a lesser man would take that opportunity to make a crass and wholly inappropriate sexual innuendo… like ‘I was thinking you would be.’ I, however, am not such a man. My momma raised me to be respectful and show proper manners to ladies such as you… so I will say ‘I was thinking you would be, but then I thought pasta.’” and he grinned and took a drink.


Her blue tinged grey eyes took him in over the top of her glass as she sipped. “Pasta works for me,” she said nonchalantly. “Besides, I thought it was very obvious that I’m dessert. Or is it you?” She shrugged. “Who knows really.”

~Shara Calloway

“Could be both. Simultaneously, even.” Micah said and shrugged in return. He tried to to take a sip, but the laugh he was holding back came through and he had to move the wine or risk spilling. “Good lord, lady… you are amazing, you know that?”

There was a chime at the door and Micah said “I got it.” and stood up, stopping long enough to taste the wine on her lips. Opening the door, a Deltan in kitchen attire wheeled in a cart on which sat two silver dome -covered dishes. “With the Captain’s compliments.” she said and reached under the white linen cover and pulled out a dark green bottle seemingly carved from stone. She set it on the table and left the room.

Micah looked at the bottle and said “Sunofa… Vulcan brandy. I always liked that boy’s Momma.”


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