Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Captain’s Quarters- If You Can’t Stand the Heat

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Captain’s Quarters- If You Can’t Stand the Heat

Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Captain’s Quarters- If You Can’t Stand the Heat
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Alex drained his water and said “Your call. I’m good for either way… although I think that we probably have reached the point where one of us is going to go into some furniture. Next time, holodeck.”

Cochrane

She pointed both her index fingers at him and snapped her fingers. “Good call. Pretty sure Doctor Wynter isn’t interested in fixing any skull fractures in the near future,” Faye said with a lopsided grin. “But I did warn you Twinkle Toes that you might have met your match.”

Alex chuckled and said “You haven’t seen anything until we do the hair-drag around the ballroom. And that’s Captain Twinkle Toes to you.”

Calloway snapped to attention and gave him a salute. Naturally, it was entirely irreverent.

“You know, I think I’m up for dessert. The heat from the hasperat has dissipated, so our options might be wider. What’s your poison?”

~Faye Calloway

Alex smacked his lips together and said “You know what I’m in the mood for? Like really in the mood for?’

“Key Lime Pie. That would be perfect.”

Cochrane

She pondered and looked up before looking back to him. “I’ve had lime flavoured things and I have had pie. Not together but I like lemon stuff, so… sure? Let’s do that,” she said, heading for the replicator. “Something to drink? Coffee? Tea?”

~Faye Calloway

Alex looked over dramatically offended. “My dear Lieutenant Calloway, you dare offer a son of Britain coffee? Tea, my dear. Always tea.” and he tsk’d-t’sk’d her loudly as he began clearing dishes from the kitchen.

Cochrane

“So tea for you, and dirty dishwater swill for me? Got it,” Faye said with a wink.

Moving over to the replicator, she hummed lightly pausing only to speak the order. It materialized on a tray and she carried over the two cups and plates carefully, setting them on the dining table. “So any special memory for this dish? Or is it just… pie?” she said with a smile. It was a genuine question, despite the teasing. Cleary based on tonight she was up for stories.

~Faye Calloway