> >She picked up her menu. "Are you ready to dine?"
>
> "I am," she replied, taking up her own menu. Kitanya, unlike most
> Caitians, had not taken to vegetarianism. Her clan relished the hunt, even
> though they could only get away with it by claiming it was a religious
> practice, and meat was a staple. That she was raised partially by Klingons
> also had something to do with it. She ordered a Klingon dish, marinated
> pipius claw, and a cup of tea for after dinner.
t'Llhweiir generally did not order Rihannsu foods in Spacedock
restaurants. Although the chefs tried valiantly to duplicate them, the
efforts were in vain. They somehow tasted,... tasteless.
However, they did have access to a variety of beverages, so she ordered
Kali-fal to go with a Hasperat Souffle.
> As they waited for their meals, Kit spoke up. "So how long have you known
> Matt?" she asked, by way of casual conversation.
"I have known him casually for a number of years, through Intel and
Special Ops. You?"
(response)
t'Llhweiir ends
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