A short, stocky man in his mid twenties walked up to the bar.
Pulling his cap off his clean shaven head he looked around.
The new officers club looked decent enough, although it was difficult to disguise it's laboratory design.
He spotted the Beta squadron logo on a killboard at the corner table opposite the door, a decent distance from the bar.
A female voice came from behind the bar. "Welcome sir. How can I help?"
He looked around to see an attractive blonde barmaid. "Orange juice thanks... Joanne. I'm Lieutenant Hunt of Beta squadron by the way."
"Oh right. Your squadron's table is over there in the corner Lieutenant."
"Thanks. Call me "three" when the rest of the squadron's around please." He winks at her.
She grins in reply. "Of course three. I see you already rate second on the squadron kill board."
"All the BAF Guard training I guess. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll go and try some of those complementary cashews before four gets here."
