>
> > Lasiter then sent a short message to the Romulan embassy, figuring that
> his
> > package came from them.
> >
> > The message read...
> >
> > Your message was recieved. Thank you. There will be a press conference
> at
> > 1100 hours today for me to comment on this Brennan business. It will be
> > held in the stations press room, and it will be televised.
> >
> Ambassador t'Khllrennz paused from her dispatch reading to peruse the
> admiral's message. A soft smile touched her lips. He understood. How
very
> convenient that she wasn't going to have to deal with someone overly
> concrete.
>
> she drafted a quick response. "Your gratitude is appreciated, if
> unnecessary. Whatever your preconceptions of our people, admiral, we
strive
> to do the right thing.
>
> I fear your people will not bungle this sufficiently for us to have the
One
> back in a black uniform. While this is a pity for us, it does bode well
for
> the relations of our two peoples.
>
> I wish you Honor, Admiral. And suggest flame retardant underclothing for
> your press conference.
>
> I remain,
>
>
> Ael.
>
Lasiter got the response and chuckled slightly. He liked this
Romulan.
