<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">That could have gone better.</span></span>Eric thought nodding his head not quite daring to say anything at that moment. He picked up things here and there not quite sure whether or not some of them were edible or not. In the end he figured why not? This was a special, non date like time that he hoped wouldnâ€™t end with his face down on the ground again. The memory brought back horrible images and he rubbed his jaw like he did back then. Trying to keep up with Kat the whole time hoping she didnâ€™t think of him as a whack job.<br/><br/>After grabbing the salmon he walked back to the table and waited till Kat sat down to eat. It was nice, They ate for a while till Eric looked at his clock and said. â€œI got to get going here soon, Iâ€™ll pay for the check and then actually get my job done so that we can actually get some work done.â€ The waitress was already there with the check and he rummaged around in his pockets for a second wondering where the hell he put his card. A few beats of panic he sighed in relief as he found it in his front pocket. â€œSorry about that.â€ He said placing it on the tray. The waitress smiled and took his id card to the register.<br/><br/>â€œThat was a good meal if I do say so myself.â€ Eric said smiling to Kat. â€œI hope you enjoyed it.â€ His mind drifted to some of the things he said and he shook his head. He had a good sense of humor; at least he thought so, though not too many people shared it. His other partners didnâ€™t think much of it but he was used to it. Not so much growing up but with his friends.<br/><br/>Standing he walked over to the register and picked up his card. â€œIâ€™ll walk you to the elevator if you wish and then Iâ€™ll get to work.â€ He smiled and lead her to the elevator. Once they got in he let her push the button she needed to and then pushed the button for the sub-level. After she got out there were a few people that came in and out but from the last floor to the sub-levels it was quiet.<br/><br/>Once he got there his mouth dropped. It was a disaster area. He could barely walk in let alone get things out of the way.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">How to he expect me to do this? </span></span>He wondered in dismay. Grumbling he set to work, it was hours before he took a rest and shook his head. Barely anything was done and he was worn out.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">There is too much for me to do on my own. There are things that I canâ€™t even lift. </span></span>Gnawing on his thoughts a grin spread across his face. â€œHe said that no one can help me, he never said anything about mechanical help.â€ Smiling like an idiot he went back up to his room and got a few of his robot buddies to help him. Sure he technically was getting help but not from the living.<br/><br/>Tired and exhausted he went back up to his room for the last time that night/morning and got a few hours of sleep before he was called to the captainâ€™s quarters. He showered and dressed, brushed his teeth and had some stale breakfast and walked confidently to the office. Surprise crossed his face when he saw Kat heading in the same direction. â€œDo you have any idea what he wants?â€ he asked wondering briefly if this was the moment he would be promoted or booted off the ship.