>
>> > "Your sense of humor has not changed. Dry as ever. What brings you
>> back here? Thought you hated this place..." was the reply.
>>
>> "It grows on you in time," she replied. "Let me introduce you to a
>> friend." She gestured to Brennan. "Just call him, 'Doc.'"
>>
>> Matt nodded, but didn't say anything. He was too busy watching everyone in
>> the room, while trying not to look as if he were watching everyone in the
>> room. This was her show. He'd follow where she led.
>
>"We're looking for someone," Nabru continued after a moment. "She probably arrived a
>few hours ago." She then went on to describe
>t'Llhweiir, intentionally leaving out anything that might suggest that she
>was a Star Fleet officer. "I know that not much happens here without you hearing
>about it."
>
"I know who you are talking about. She arrived here some 4 hours ago. Her and a
male friend took a walk to see one of my competitors in these parts. Shorty is a
reputatable slug, if there is such a thing. Now, Shorty hangs with some nasty folk.
They do not seem to adhere to the code- honor amoung theives so to speak. No real
sightings since they left Shorty's and went to a bar- the Tri-Cat."
{thoughts}
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