<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>A table near the view screens, then the bar.<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<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Par grinned as she saw the human woman enter. She waved a hand and for effect, waved her antenna on that side too. She stood Maira came close and then when the Ensign asked if she could join her, couldn't resist it. "<acronym title="This would be an Andorian's version of the old Human joke, &quot;Why, am I coming apart?&quot;">Why, is my Bolian blood showing?</acronym>" She laughed and ran a finger down the centre of her face in mimicry of the Bolians' unique facial feature. The human clearly didn't get the joke and Par shrugged. "Of course, Maira. I invited you, didn't I?"<br/><br/>She waited until the woman was seated and called up the table's holographic menu. "What would you like to eat and drink? Oh, say, they do have glow ale, and red bat with tuber roots! I'm in heaven! I shall have to eat here more often! The replicator in my quarers simply doesn't have the ability to produce a wide range of food. I keep trying to reprogram it and it's almost as if the thing is sentient, it simply will not produce the genuine article! I gave up in the end and switched to Vulcan food. It seems to manage that okay."<br/><br/>She paused and blushed a slightly darker blue, her antennae dipping. "Sorry, I'm babbling. What can I get you?"<br/><br/>Par waited for Maira to say what she would like and headed for the bar to place her order.