USS Manhattan
You are Such a Snob
Posted by Civilian Revna Freya McKenzie (Diplomatic Attache) in You are Such a Snob
Posted by James Sinclair in You are Such a Snob
Posted by Civilian Revna Freya McKenzie (Diplomatic Attache) in You are Such a Snob
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“Rev…” Mike said as he sat, dumbfounded, by the view. “This… this is just so…” and he smiled. “So spectacular.” and he leaned over, his hand going to the back of her neck and his lips to hers, and he kissed for as long as he could in such a setting. “I love you so much, Revna McKenzie.” he said, the view outside forgotten for the view next to him.
Mike ‘The View Was Better In The Room’ McKenzie
She rested her hand against his heart as he kissed her. The benefit of a private dinning room was they could kiss for as long as they wanted to and not be interrupted. The view really was spectacular and a bit disorienting if you weren’t careful. But that feeling of falling right before he kissed her, coupled with the feel of his hand on the back of her neck: knowing he’d catch her as she fell was incredible. She smiled slowly but it lit up her face. Her voice was a breath of sound between them, “I will never get tired of hearing you call me that. I love you with all my soul Michael McKenzie.” She kissed him again before sitting back slightly, but still holding his hand. “I hope you enjoy this.” She grinned and there was a soft knock on a second door joining the room to the kitchen. She looked up at the person peaking in and waved them in. She picked up her water and sipped it.
A Etanian man walked in, white apron, towel tossed over a shoulder and rolled up sleeves identified him as the bar tender. “Mr McKenzie, Mrs McKenzie welcome to The View. Your wife tells me you,” and he stops glances at Revna and shakes his head. He was not sure he should use the term the lady had. A wife could get away with a lot. “That you area a connoisseur of beer. She has arranged for you to sample the best fermented beverages that the Delta Quadrant can provide.” He picks up the third menu and offers it to Mike. “I can bring you a pre-determined selection or you may choose.” He looks at Revna, “I have arranged for the kitchen to match dishes to go along with your drink choices.”
Revna smiles, “Thank you Haighnak.”
Revna ‘the view is worth waiting for’ McKenzie
Mike smiled at Revna and said “You talked to Mardusk.” and he chuckled. He kissed her and said “So now I suppose I need to impress.” He smiled and then looked at Haighnak.
“Pre-determined is fine, but nothing too hoppy. Dark to amber in color, heavy malt, and light carbonation. I’m not familiar with very many Delta Quadrant brews, so I’d like to stay away from anything too far sour or sweet. I’d like to tour the quadrant without getting bogged down in any one sector. I really look forward to seeing what you have for us. Thanks.”
Mike ‘It Just So Happens I Do Know My Booze’ McKenzie
Haighnak’s eyes widened slightly as Mike talked and then a knowing smile crossed his face. Finally someone who understood. “I’ll be back with those in a bit and I will have the kitchen bring something to compliment them.”
Revna grinned squeezing his hand. “I did not talk to Mardusk, but that’s a really good idea for in future. And you always impress me.” She picked up the water again sipping it slowly looking out the clear floor. “It’s a bit unnerving isn’t it? You know I’ve spent a lot of time looking out view ports, but this…I’m glad I get to see with you.”
Haighnak returned with two servers, one carrying a tray of Darvot fritters. The other, like Haighnak, carrying a wooden tray with four small glasses of beer. One tray in front of Mike and the other in front of Revna. “The first is close to what on Earth would be called a Lager, but it not made with anything close to hops. It is made with Bantan which is very spicy, but not hot. It is unique to the Delta quadrant. Then you have a stout and two ambers. All three made with a grain similar to hops, that stout however may be heavier than you are used to. The ambers are slightly, but not too far, sweet to offset the Darvot Fritters. Please enjoy. I will bring another flight with your meal.” And Haighnak left, shooing the two younger servers out of the room.
Revna was not a beer drinker, not even close, she had absolutely no idea what the man had brought them. Now mead, she could discuss the finer points all night. “Alright, you’re the expert, where shall we start?”
Revna ‘I know you, my love’“How about right here?” and he leaned over and kissed her deeply before smiling and breaking the kiss. “And now we should try the beer.” and he winked at her.
If he didn’t stop winking at her like that, they may not finish dinner. “Beer can wait another minute,” and she kissed him again. Being with Mike was easy and perfect, and that might sound naïve, but it was true. They were themselves, there was no pretense, no attempts to impress. With Mike she wasn’t who everyone else needed her to be, he had no expectations except she be herself. One of the many reasons she loved him.
“OK.” and he clapped once and said “General rule of thumb is you start light and go dark. Lighter color generally equates to lighter flavors and aromas, so you don’t want to desensitized your pallet too soon. So, lager then ambers then stout. And a drink first, then a bite of food, then a bite with a drink, then rinse pallet.” He looked at Revna and said “I cannot imagine doing this with anyone else.” and he smiled.
Mike ‘I Can Think Of Better Flavors’ McKenzie
“Alright,” she placed a fritter on each of their plates and then picked up the lager. She took a drink, it wasn’t too bad…then she blinked, closed her eyes and then coughed slightly. “He wasn’t kidding when he said spicy.” She took a bite of the fritter which was hearty but not heavy. Then another sip with the food, now knowing what to expect, it was better. Then she picked up her water and sipped at it. She grinned set down the glass and held up her hands, “How’d I do?”
Revna ‘wink again and we’re in trouble’ McKenzie
Mike smiled and said “Oh, I’m sorry. I was too busy staring at your chest in that dress. Did you say something?” and he grinned cheekily and laughed. “You did great… both beer and bust wise.” … and he winked again.
Taking a sip, he let it sit for moment and then swallowed. He nodded. “Not really my style, but its good. I could probably keep a bottle or two at the bar.” and he took a bite of the fritter.
Mike ‘Shes My WIfe I’m Allowed To Stare’ McKenzie