Did karma run over my dogma or sumthin'??

[_foster_]

... I don't care what kind of a damned day yer having, Inez, that's not acceptable! Get 'em clean!

::stomps off into Security office, slamming the door behind -- well, whooshing the goddamned pissant door behind not very SATISFYING WHEN ALL YOU WANNA DO IS SLAM SOMETHIN

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[namon_little]

*stops the 3rd of the 7 Captain/Malcolm movies she has left, wonders where the 8th went to.*

*goes to COMM and presses the button*

Crewman Little here, how may I be of assistance Lieutenant?

[_foster_]

::kinda likes the little lilt that Little adds to 'Lieutenant'?::

::wipes smile from face::

Er... I need your assistance, possibly. I'd like you to come down to the Security office post-haste.

[namon_little]

*looks down at the scruffy jeans, old t-shirt, knows her hair is a mess since she was just hanging out*

I'll be there as soon as I can.

*grabs uni, changes quickly, runs a comb through her hair. Gets to the Security office about 15 minutes after being commed*

Sorry for my tardiness, sir. I wanted to make sure I was presentable before coming here.

[_foster_]

::frowns at the PADD, not raising eyes::

That's okay, Crewman... pride in appearance is always... appreciated.

::looks up, smiles charmingly::

You are full of pride today.