Keep it short and professional

You tell her that you met him at a social function, and you ignore her gaze and hints, her begging for more detail. She mentions his interest in women, in ladies and in whores, indicating that she knows much already. You ask her about his duties. She hints at her past, at a wild life lived out in the colonies. And at her willingness to share, words and deeds. You talk about the weather.

The Experimental Ensign sighs and joins you in the sharing of platitudes – until the sound of approaching footsteps makes her jump. She flees back to her desk, buttoning up her jacket as she goes. ”Sir!”

The Landlocked Commodore ignores her salute and offers you his hand. ”Long meeting,” he says. ”Please, step into my office.”