Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Deck 5, Faye’s Quarters- Pizza Night (Cochrane)

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Deck 5, Faye’s Quarters- Pizza Night (Cochrane)

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“Thanks. Sorry for being early. I knew I waited, something would come up and then I’d be late.” and he held out a bottle of wine to her. “Also didnt know what to bring, so I brought red. Seemed appropriate for pizza.” and he chuckled.

Cochrane, CO

She smiled as she accepted the wine. “Works for me. And you’re not early, just perfectly punctual,” Faye said with a grin.

She had almost forgot about alcohol until Max’s message mentioned it. Calloway was so used to not indulging that for the most part she just continued on and never did. There used to be a stipulation in her file that she was not allowed any. Zero tolerance. But that was a long time ago (seemed longer) and the stipulation had been removed after the initial incident had shown no further issues. Nine years, she thought with some surprise. It really was a lifetime ago. And she had made it through her post-Tal Shiar recovery intact, so tonight she figured she could indulge mindfully. She’d be too nervous of acting poorly to let herself have much anyway.

Setting it down on the table, she turned to face him and gestured to the room. “I’d give you a tour but all you have to do is turn in a circle. Unless you care about seedlings,” she said with smirk.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

Alex looked around and said “Like what you’ve done with place… ‘Early Cramped Quarters On A Remote Vessel’, I believe they call it.” and he chuckled and smiled at her. “One of my favorite interior designs, well done.” and he looked around and said “So, hostess, where you have me sitting? I’d hate to spoil the seating chart.”

Cochrane, CO

Faye grinned and gestured widely. “Oh, anywhere. I’m not that fussy. Though depending on when Max and Jasmine get here, we might have a bit to wait.”

Moving over to her little makeshift prep area, Faye picked up the chef’s knife and turned to face him. “Though if you want to open that wine and need a corkscrew, you may want to replicate one. And, um, some glasses for everyone. I didn’t even think about it,” she commented, before realizing she was gesturing slightly with the knife, which (especially given that it was here), could have a slightly menacing sort of vibe. “I was just going to do a bit more prep for the toppings.”

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist