Rand had gotten up early to go for her run, was showered and changed. She hair was pulled back in a neat bun and she was excited. She was going to go see Nibbles and she was making Randy go with her. “Randy. Raaaaaandyyyyy. RANDY!” And she pounced on the bed. “Come on! You promised to go with me!” The aroma of a REAL Scottish Coffee (A Scottish twist on the Irish Coffee, this warming and delicious after dinner drink is made with hot brewed coffee, Scotch whisky, brown sugar, and topped with fresh whipped cream) wafted to his nose. Only Rand could make it like that. “Please?” She batted sad sister eyes at him. “I want you to see Nibbles! And Mushu, if Cmdr Alden says you can.” She bounced carefully on the edge of the bed. “I made your favorite coffee,” she sing-songed. She got up tossing him one of her uniforms. “I’ve even got the personnel reports done for you to give him.”
Yeoman Rand