"Heh - two more for the chopping block!" laughed the Recruiting Officer, rather too loudly.
Miss Brown looked in his doorway for a moment and let him know he was being a little over the top; too many glasses of that damn whisky had loosened his tongue and addled his wits.
"Hah! Don't care anyway! Miss Brown! Send those bloody security checks off for that confident lad, er Williams, I think and that young smartass, Harkness - fine chaps, both of 'em if I'm any judge!"
He sat back with a huge smile on his face - lovely whiskey indeed.
"I will bring some strong coffee in to you, sir" said the prim voice of Miss Brown over the intercom.