<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/db/Andoran_Female_portrait_150x200.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Chief Petty Officer Par (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/KalinaPar_zh%27Yor)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>The bar, ordering drinks and food<br/><br/><strong>Time:</strong>Mid Morning<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ensign Maira Snowpaw,  Angelica Blancas, Ensign Denevis Tho, open to drinkers and thinkers and diners, not whiners!<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The chief waited patiently while Angelica served the green skinned officer, inclining her head to him politely, then turned her shockingly white grin on the bartender. "Hi Angie. You know you really ought to get that universal translator of yours looked at. I could swear you spoke to me in one of those archaic pink-skin languages again..." It was an old joke between engineer and bar tender. "Mmmm, I fixed her helm console his morning and she's so grateful, she's joined me on a date!" The Andorian blushed a little, but her antennae stayed up, and one swivelled around to point back at the young Navaho.<br/><br/>"Uh yes, is your glow ale replicated or real? If it's replicated I'll have a half litre, if it's real I'll have a litre!" She grinned and then added, "An orange juice for my friend, and a large plate of red bat, and tuber roots... oh and a side order of shaysha beetles if you can do them please?"