>> As he was almost out the door he turns around to say, "Seriously, don't
>order
>> the seafood..."
>>
>> Audra had to wonder about the seafood thing. "Is there more to seafood
>than
>> just the fact that it is good for you?" she asked with her curiosity
>evident.
>
> Deputy Grimes was smiling, "Actually yes there is. There is an old rule
>of thumb about seafood. If you are not near a body of water that supports
>that particular item of seafood, then don't order it. But seriously, we
>will have to get a move on if we are to take a civie shuttle over there. We
>both need a change of cloths, and to get to the dock. I can meet you there
>in non-marshall clothes in about 15 minutes."
>
>Audra nodded. "I will be there," she said as she too slipped out the door to
>her quarters. She changed into simple clothes that would most likely allow
>her to fade into the background. While she changed, she considered the
>seafood comment and chuckled. She understood where such a belief might have
>started, but was surprised that with today's modern food service technology,
>that people still worried about such things. Either way, she was not going
>to not take the advice.
>
>She arrived at the dock 10 minutes after leaving the Marshall.
>
Grimes walked in just a minute or two behind Firehawk. They boarded the shuttle
and carried on a casual conversation all the way. The entire motif was that they were
friends from the old neighboorhood....
Docking at the moom was without incident, and they were able to walk casually,
stopping at the occassional tourist shop on the way.
La Luna was a place that Firehawk would definately not go to... It had a certain,
unsavory feel to it. It had the air of a place that was made for the tourists-
mediocur food, hit or miss service, but a wonderful view of the moonscape and of earth.
"SO, I hope that you like my choice of places. I had heard that it had reasonable
food, but a great view"
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