Alice Spencer walked into the lounge and only paused long enough to scan the room. She was searching for a particular person and after a long few seconds she found him. Hey Basil… no you can’t say that. You barely know him, Alice practiced what she would say as she closed the space between them in the lounge. How about…Ensign Baker I have an assignment for you? Her nose wrinkled up and she shook her head to get the thought out of it. Alice didn’t want it to be an order or for him to feel like he was being voluntold. As she approached the table, Alice said the first thing that came to her mind. “Basil Baker today is your lucky day,” she announced before processing in her own mind how her proclamation sounded.
“What I meant was are you busy,” she slid across from him laying her hands on the table, drumming her palms slightly on the cold, hard surface. Her blue shirt and pips showed Alice Spencer was not security or tactical but science which might explain her directness; however, the way she was stumbling about her words indicated Alice needed something from Ensign Baker.
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