The Diplomatic Attaché to the Federation Delta Quadrant Ambassador was one Revna McKenzie. She was a civilian but was considered one of the ship’s senior staff. Shedda knew that she was on board at Cochrane’s request. Or maybe not McKenzie specifically but having a diplomat on board was Cochrane’s idea. She’d read Cochrane’s file and he was an accomplished diplomat and highly experienced in first contact situations. Mrs McKenzie had been quick to respond to Shedda’s request for a meeting.

To Cmdr Mal’athar, Executive Officer
From: Revna McKenzie, Diplomatic Attaché

I would be happy to meet with you at your convenience. My office is always open and for the time being I have a very open schedule, Cmdr. Please consider this an open invitation.

Revna McKenzie

Shedda looked at the strange symbol digitally stamped to the memo next to the symbol for the Federation Diplomatic Corp. Shedda didn’t recognize it and assumed it had something to do with McKenzie’s specific ranking within the corp.

She was between meetings and personnel files and bridge duty, and a myriad of other things she had to do, but taking McKenzie at her word, Shedda made her way down Deck 4 to where McKenzie’s office sat in the middle of the VIP quarters next to the diplomatic conference room. As Shedda approached the woman’s office, there was a strange mixture of a gaggle of officers standing outside the woman’s office. Ears all pressed close to the door.

Shedda approached and cleared her throat. “Whatever is going on in there should be better than Real Housewives of Risa.” Not looking at who had joined them, a security chief grinned. “More like Alpha Quadrant’s got Talent.” Shedda grinned, “Really? Is the Attaché going to start singing?”

An engineering jo laughed, “No today is Wed. That means last night she got at least one new song from Big Mike! We’re waiting to hear what it is.” Shedda grinned, Big Mike? That name sounded really familiar....BIG MIKE MCKENZIE! Her dad LOVED him, and Shedda had to admit she did too. “So…Big Mike is her brother or something?” One of the science officers snorted, “NO! Man did you just come on board or something? Big Mike is her husband! He sends her new recordings every week, and if you want to hear it ya gotta be here when she gets to her office.” The science officer turned to look at the newcomer to the group, blinked, slapped the person next to her, he looked then came to attention and cleared his throat. “Cmdr! Sorry ma’....Sir! We’ll be going.”

Shedda chuckled, “It’s alright. Stay around, the chance to hear something new from Big Mike is definitely worth waiting for.”

Mal’athar, XO