09-25-2009, 07:52 AM
Returning home from a trip in the Omicrons, Dr. John Holliday took a slightly different route home aboard his shuttle and paid another visit to Kalashnikov's. Entering the bar, he spoke to the bartender.
"Is the Commander around today?" asked the doctor.
"No, Comrade, he is on a mission," the bartender answered, "but we do have an officer on duty in his absence. I will get him. In the meanwhile, please, make yourself comfortable."
"Thank you, Sir," Doc responded. But, before he sat down, he remembered this time to visit the jukebox. He found a smooth song from long ago and played it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Red3R17FlUQ
When he sat down, the officer on duty approached. Both men smiled as they had met before. They greeted each other with a handshake.
"Lt. Katz," it is good to see you again.
"You too, Doctor," the Lieutenant replied.
Curious as to his visit, Doc explained, "I've developed a liking for Coalition Vodka so I figured I would get some to take home. Also, I had hoped I would find you."
The two men sat in a corner over a drink while several cases of Coalition Vodka were loaded onto Doc's ship. It was a quiet conversation and they purposely sat away from others. Even still, as he always did, Doc kept a roving eye on the bar, ever mindful of his surroundings. His visit, intended to be a quick stop, ended up being one that would last the better part of a day as other patrons weren't used to having a guest about and wanted a chance to meet him.
"Is the Commander around today?" asked the doctor.
"No, Comrade, he is on a mission," the bartender answered, "but we do have an officer on duty in his absence. I will get him. In the meanwhile, please, make yourself comfortable."
"Thank you, Sir," Doc responded. But, before he sat down, he remembered this time to visit the jukebox. He found a smooth song from long ago and played it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Red3R17FlUQ
When he sat down, the officer on duty approached. Both men smiled as they had met before. They greeted each other with a handshake.
"Lt. Katz," it is good to see you again.
"You too, Doctor," the Lieutenant replied.
Curious as to his visit, Doc explained, "I've developed a liking for Coalition Vodka so I figured I would get some to take home. Also, I had hoped I would find you."
The two men sat in a corner over a drink while several cases of Coalition Vodka were loaded onto Doc's ship. It was a quiet conversation and they purposely sat away from others. Even still, as he always did, Doc kept a roving eye on the bar, ever mindful of his surroundings. His visit, intended to be a quick stop, ended up being one that would last the better part of a day as other patrons weren't used to having a guest about and wanted a chance to meet him.