|...and a side of sunshine.
||[Jan. 10th, 2010|09:18 am]
::steps into mess, blinking at cacophony...had forgotten it could be so noisy in the morning::
::skirts a crewman with hands full, nodding in greeting::
I hope that's not all for you, U'Lanai. You're slow enough without your stomach twice filled.
::shrugs at scowl, moving on to destination...the serving counter::
::steps up when line empties, eying clearly preoccupied server::
A lot more work than you remembered, I take it?
::raises brow at both secured door...a rarity...and unmistakably faux cheer in his tone::
I can return later if you prefer.
::meets querying blue eyes, finally catching the implied concern::
Oh, no, no. I've been waiting on you.
Actually, I just took advantage of the free time to call home.
::hitches brow higher
, well aware that such contact is typically only the result of prolonged prodding on captainchakotay
Astrometrics is fully functional.
It was more a...personal...call.
I was talking to my father.
::moves from stance just beyond door, circling desk to take in terminal::
Everything would appear to be intact, so am I to assume it went well?
It was a start, let's put it that way. And not a word to Linnis, I can't take ribbing from both of you.
::checks chronometer again, offering a cajoling grin::
Looks like we're just in time for lunch. You must be starving...and I hear Neelix won't be back behind the counter until dinner.
I'm aware. The Ensigns Delaney were busy comparing today's offerings to their mother's cooking.
They found it surprisingly on par.
::moves again, circling chair and coming to halt scarce inches from companion::
I see that my own efforts in the kitchen tonight will have to be doubled.
::laughs, maybe just a little warily::
You've got too much of a competitive streak, anyone ever tell you that?
No, didn't think so.
::crooks arm, relieved when she at least accepts it::
You can cook for me any time you like and I won't have trouble swallowing a single bite, but you shoudn't have to cook for me all the time. You're much too brilliant to be stuck in a kitchen.
I don't know about elsewhere, though...
::shakes off what could be very distracting fantasy drift::
I should warn you, though, you might want to hold your nose...