[voice]

[poorqueequeg]

Good evening, Luceti. My name is Dana Scully. I'm a medical doctor here at the main clinic, and... well, I guess this is a general announcement that I'm also available for any immediate medical attention that anyone might have. You can contact me through the journals, or you can find me in my room. I'm located in Community House seven, second floor, room seven.

I'd also like to extend out that I'm also a capable scientist to a degree, and if, for whatever reason, those skills are needed, you may seek me out for that as well.

[There's a pause for a moment.]

In any case, I'd like to ask the locals that have been here longest if... there's any place to really get a good bite to eat. Or, well, how good the pizza is here.

Comments

[i_speak_softly]

Oh, I'm sure they can manage whatever kind you like.

[poorqueequeg]

I'm not too picky. Pizza is pizza, and it's always good.

[i_speak_softly]

Especially with pleasant company.

[poorqueequeg]

That too, it's nice to have a good meal with friendly people. [Or at least meals that didn't end in people dying.]

[i_speak_softly]

So, what are you doing tomorrow...?

[poorqueequeg]

Tomorrow? Probably working, but I'm sure I can do something on a lunch break?

[i_speak_softly]

I'll meet you there.

[It's more a statement than an invitation.]

[poorqueequeg]

Sure. What time? I can sneak out early for lunch I'm sure, but lunch differs for everyone.

[i_speak_softly]

I'll be waiting.

[That's not creepy or anything.]

[poorqueequeg]

[:| not at all. It'll have Scully a little... weirded out, but she's seen worse.]


...Right. I'll meet you there, then.

[i_speak_softly]

[Unfortunately, the mild weather breaks the next day, and it's too cold for a Turtle to go out, no matter how severely his hormones are torpedo'ing his sense of self-preservation.]

[Sorry, Scully. You've been stood up.]