> > The captain smiled. "As long as he, she, it, whatever is clean I
> >don't care where it be from. But really, your secretary... if she did
not
> >report to you, I would have her showering twice daily..." he said with a
> >large smile, not letting his tone show just how much fun he was having.
>
> Kit hoped very much that this was all being recorded by the Tellarite.
Her
> smirk was obvious, even letting her fangs show, though she hid it from her
> voice. "You humanoids have no rrreal sense of smell, eitherrr," she
> replied. "Trrry and imagine what is like forrr me! But being new, I'm
> trrrying not to make waves. Although to a Klingon, Tellarrrites rrremind
> them of tarrrgs, and hearrrt of tarrrg is a favorrrite dish on Qo'nos.
> We'll see what my new associate thinks when he arrrives. You know,
> sometimes, they even forrrget the distinction and just go afterrr anythign
> that looks like a tarrrg. And Klingons do prrreferr theirrr hearrrts
> frrresh, still beating if possible."
>
The Captain was about to fall out of his chair. He was enjoying
this just as much as the Admiral was, but he kept his cool....
"I can only imagine. Perhaps you should apply for hardship pay..."
he replied.
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