"Alright," Jaime stood. She squared her shoulders. Her face was an interesting mix of fear and determination. The determination won out. "Let's go."
Sam joined Jaime as she stood and put his hand back on her shoulder. "Jaime, you are going to do fine. Richard would not have sent you up here unless he thought you could do it. This is too important of a mission to seen someone doomed to failure."
"I'm not so sure about that," she muttered to herself. Then she pulled together a smile. "Thanks, Sam."
The two settled into the crowds once they left the hotel. It did not take them long to reach the diplomatic portion of the station. It was easy to identify the embassies by their decoration. Each was definitely representative of their traditional cultures. The Bajoran one was not too far away. Sam turned to Jaime to see how she wanted to get things started.
With all the enthusiasm typical of a young human female, she grabbed his hand and virtually dragged him to the entrance of the Bajoran embassy. "Come on, slowpoke," she said with a laugh. "I've heard they have wonderful art work on display."
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