> > "What can I do for you, Admiral." Keep it formal, just in case someone was
> > listening...
>
> "I will be meeting Admiral Lasiter for a dinner meeting this evening.
> Part of the meeting will of direct interest to you. Would you be able to
> attend?"
>
> "It would be my pleasure," he told her. No sense in telling her he already had
> plans to do so. It might raise questions he couldn't answer because of patient
> confidentiality. "Flag officer's mess?" he asked.
t'Llhweiir raised an eyebrow at his guess, but she did not comment.
"Yes," she replied. "I will see you at (30 minutes after she is scheduled
to meet lasiter 8-) )".
(response)
Later,...
> He arrived in the Flag Mess about 15 minutes early, and went to his preferred
> seat and ordered a glass of Merlot. The others would arrive soon enough...
About five minutes after his arrival, t'Llhweiir entered. The servitor
escorted her to Lasiter's table. "Good evening, Sir," she said formally.
She would wait to see what tone her commanding officer and old friend
established.
(response)
t'Llhweiir ends
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