Chance's eyes widened when he saw Dr. Johnson with a familiar pair of dice in her hands. Panicking a bit, he patted his pockets but did not feel any sign of his dice. Realizing what had just happened he stared at the captain in disbelief and fear as she playfully toyed with his possessions before tossing them back to him. Though she didn't seem angry with him at all, quite the opposite.<br/>"Um sure, captain. It would be a pleasure." Chance said before stuffing the dice into his pocket. There was obviously more to her than she let on if she could pick pocket him without him noticing. Such grace. Such precision. He couldn't believe he was actually falling for her. "When would be the best time for you?"