The day had been arduous. With the Vren soon to arrive, the Federation embassy being finalized, and a gala event in the works- all in eight days- the day was filled with back-to-back meetings, comms, more meetings, more comms, menu suggestions, guest list planning and name submissions for vetting, inquiries from the media, and a non-stop array of calls into the government offices. So it was with more than a little relief that the last call ended and his aide told him that all the needed ingredients for the dinner had been found and sent to his residence.

Kenzo pressed the comms. =/\= Have the car brought around, please. =/\= and he stood and walked behind the dividing wall, entered the secret stairwell that existed between the Governor’s office and the Lieutenant Governor’s a floor below. He paused at the door into her office and listened. Not hearing anyone, he entered and said “Good evening. Are your ready to go?” when he saw her.

Kenzo