<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/92/Libby_McAdams-header.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Ensign Libby McAdams (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Libby_McAdams)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ten Forward Lounge<br/><br/><strong>Time:</strong>evening -> mid-morning<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Enan, Angela, open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Her quirky little exchange with Enan in the sickbay had left her more flustered than she had cared to admit. In reality, she had some idea what all his rummaging after having tended to the bruise on her rear had been about. She had resisted the temptation to take a glance at his crotch and instead reduced their conversation after they had departed sickbay to some playful banter. When they said goodbye, she was unsure of whether or not take him up on his offer to go to the Ten Forward later that day.<br/><br/>Libby did arrive in the lounge several hours later. She had been rather restless, and even a sonic shower had not helped to dispel the memory of the afternoon she had spent with Enan. Her decision to join him in the lounge after all was not a fruitful one. Libby went through several drinks and chatted with other colleagues, whilst waiting in vain for the Ensign to show up. After three hours, she guessed he would no longer appear that night, so she returned to her quarters.<br/><br/>Having dispelled the notion of contacting Enan again, she went to the Ten Forward with the idea of getting herself a nice morning cup of java, when she did now notice the Ensign present in the lounge. She frowned a bit but then did decide to join him at the bar. She slid on a vacant seat near him and turned her gaze over to his side.<strong> “Hey there stranger… I do believe you promised me a drink? You kept me waiting here last night.” </strong>There was no real reproach in her voice, it sounded like an innocent inquiry into what caused him to no-show. She turned to Angela and smiled, before ordering.<strong>“Could I get a cup of black coffee please?” <br/></strong>