“Don’t worry, I’ll be back in half an hour. More drinks?”

• Marishka

Dawson gave a subtle grin as he backed up back into the shadows and quietly made his way to her office through a little known “back way.”

-Dawson

Marishka had every intention of going back on stage in a half hour on the dot. A lot could be done in half an hour though, grabbing a few bottles from behind the bar she slipped into her office and was not surprised at what she found there.

“Care for a drink?”

• Marishka

Dawson sat in her seat, perhaps a bit on purpose, testing the waters as it were. He was leaning back in the seat, quite relaxed. “I’d be happy to have a drink with you,” he said with a grin. “As if you even had to ask?”

-Dawson

As Marishka poured to dark and stormy looking drinks, she gave Dawson a stern look and shake of the head. Walking to her desk she said the two drinks down and smiled at him.

“Don’t get too used to that chair smart boy. I’ll be back in a minute.”

With that Marishka leaned down and gave Dawson a fierce little peck on the lips before turning and seeming to walk through a wall. This was really a hollow wall that had been installed shortly after she took up residence on the Athena. A girl had to have her little office changing room didn’t she? A few seconds later she emerged with no shoes on. She proceeded to smile back down at Dawson, swivel the chair and immediately shift his position so that she could make herself quite at home on his lap.

“See, no need to move. I do love these chairs they’re quite strong.”

• Marishka