Shira stepped into the elevator with a dark-haired man, a pilot, judging by his attire. It appeared that they were the only ones heading down to the hangar right then. She returned his smile as her eyes glanced over him. Her pulse quickened quite a lot as she realized that it was the uniform of the Knights, and an ace to boot. Shira hadn't planned on being stuck in a long elevator ride with anyone of that caliber, and she decided to look literally anywhere but at him.<br/><br/>Shira smoothed down the front of her dress and pulled at her neckline, a tad nervously. Was her neckline too low? No, it was fine. Hair wasn't too messy, right? Maybe the dress was a bit too short, now that she thought about it, was it perhaps pushing professionalism too much? Her shoes were usually okay, but would a pilot look down on heels? She reached into her purse and brought out a small mirror and light pink lipstick, trying to focus on applying that instead. Despite her long education and intellect, Shira was still young, and still prone to...well, fangirl-ism, for lack of a better word.<br/><br/>Had he just asked her something? About the weather? She stowed both items back in her purse and turned to him, smiling.  "It's pretty much just sunny and cloudy, y'know?" Her voice stayed level, thankfully. "I was just thinking about how they might get rain or fog working some day. Though dealing with water drainage and recycling might make that difficult - plus you can't let things get too humid on the ship, since that might cause some other possible issues. Environmental sealing has some a long way though, but it's not really my department so I can't be sure..." Was she talking too much? Shira trailed off a bit as she scrutinized his face. He seemed...familiar?<br/><br/>"Oh shit - I mean oh wow, you're Kaz Markin, aren't you?" Shira's voice lost composure, instead becoming far more bubbly and excited. "I didn't think I'd be running into you in the elevator of all places! I'm a huge huge fan of yours!" She took a few inadvertent steps towards him. "I heard on the news that the Knights were being assigned back to the Pioneer, I guess I just got lucky running into you." Shira had a wide grin on her face, and a metal finger inadvertently twirling a lock of hair. Fake arm or not, it responded to it's wielder's subconscious tells all the same. "I've even got a signed poster hanging-" She quickly bit her lip, and the end of the sentence, catching herself and regaining some professionalism.<br/><br/>"Ahem. Erm, sorry about that." Shira chuckled nervously. So much for making a good first impression. "Dr. Shirazah Brigandy, I'm with Lyceum's R&D division, and I'm assigned to work with the Knights Squadron starting today. Pleasure to meet you, if that wasn't painfully obvious." She extended her right hand, hoping her joke would maybe help make it less awkward. As if a published scholar with two master's degrees and a PhD going full celebrity worship could be less awkward.