She chuckles a little. "In that case, I'll return to my ship and get some extra cloths that I keep there. A girl like me needs a nice waredrobe anyway. Good point, Mr.Clarke. As for the bar, I think I may therefore have to pass on the drinks. It may interfere with ... well" She shows him her arm where the small cylinder of cardamine would be that is slowly injecting into her bloodstream. Noticing that she is almost out, she quickly reaches into her purse and replaces the cartridge in a swift fashion. She is blushing a little, though quickly hides it and turns around as she starts to walk back to the ship.
"Oh and.... Mr.Clarke..." She looks back at him over her shoulder, making a classy but seductive pose and her dress elegantly accenting her curves. "It all depends whether for example you trust a person who can easily enter a central database or your personal files.... or a data pad. I sometimes can't help myself." She giggles and winks at him before returning to the ship.
