Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Janna Kingston (Counsellor) in The Parthenon- Mothers Always Know

Posted by Civilian Marishka (Lounge Host) in The Parthenon- Mothers Always Know

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Janna Kingston (Counsellor) in The Parthenon- Mothers Always Know

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Janna’s grin intensified. “You’re more than welcome to attend. I had snagged a meeting room for five people, but maybe we can meet downstairs?” she said, pointing the more private social space that was on the lower level of the lounge. It’s going to be at 1800 hours next Thursday if that works for you. I know evenings can be a busy time for you, so let me know if a better time would work.”

~Janna Kingston, CNS

1800 was prime dinner hour but Rachael and Ted could almost run the place without her.

“Yeah, that is kind of busy but I can probably get away for half an hour and I’ll make sure the bar snacks are good that night.”

Marishka frowned and looked down at her PaDD again.

“Wow, that’s going to be a busy evening. I guess some people are falling into relationships too. I’ve never hosted an Andorian wedding rehearsal dinner, this should be interesting.”

Sometimes Marishka desperately longed for her cloak and dagger days.

• Marishka

Janna chuckled. “It’s a big ship, I imagine there will be more than a few weddings over the years.” The thought was a wonderful one because it meant not only people finding love and happiness here but also… no, she wouldn’t let her brain do that weird dance. Nope, not usual.

“Janna?” Joana said, not quite frowning but curiosity mixed with concern settled into her features as she watched her daughter’s mind turn over something. She didn’t know quite what it was, but it was enough to note for sure.

Heat touched her cheeks and Janna tried to cover it, adopting her therapist’s mask while she peered at the menu, but it was too little. She just shook her head. “It’s nothing.” She shifted her attention to Marishka. “I’ll have the Chef’s Special salad with a side of garlic toast.”

Joana wasn’t buying it but she said nothing for the moment as she eyed her own menu. “The tomato soup for me please, and a plate of fries for the table,” she said knowingly, drawing a snort from Janna.

~Janna & her Mama

Marishka decided not to expound on the virtues of purple potatoes, she just didn’t have it in her today. Janna and Joana were lovely customers but she knew enough about her position on the ship, and the workings of her own mind, not to over play her part.

“Refills on your drink order too?” she asked.

• Marishka