Dr. Lo storms off.

The "tour" ends in your office of all places. Dr. Lo was furious at the lack of physical manuals on your bookshelf. All the manuals are digital and accessible by almost all crewmen. Some still prefer physical copies being available in the event of the database becoming inaccessible for some reason. You, yourself, are safety conscious, and ordered for the numerous amount of manuals to be replicated. However, it does take time and the replicators weren't active on the ship until thirty minutes ago.

"I've been here long enough," she said, "If you need me, I'll be in my VIP quarters redesigning your trash."

She stormed out the door and onto the turbolift leaving you alone in your office.

"Computer," A tone sounded in your office to indicate that the computer was listening to you, "How sound proof is this room?"

"With the door closed, sound is reduced to approximately 4 decibels within 1 meter of the room." The computer answered.

With the door closed, you yell as loud as you can to let out whatever stress and anger built up inside of you with your time with Dr. Lo. You tried your best to act professional and avoid any and all insulting remarks you thought of, but she's such a bitch. You sit back in your chair and relish the silence before thinking of the next thing you could do to blow off some steam in the time you have left before your first shift begins.