“There’s a secret to these things.” She replied with a smile, looking back at Graff. “See, they’re designed for use in zero-g, which means that you can’t have liquids slopping around. But at the same time, beer doesn’t taste nearly as good in a foil packet.” Elisa pulled something off the side of the bottle, a thick-sided straw, then twisted the cap off of the bottle. There was a second foil cap inside, one that she pierced to the lid. “It’s a pressure-straw affair, so it won’t let the contents slop out while it’s sitting. Federated Suns engineering at its finest.” She added with a laugh, passing the opened bottle back to Graff.<br/><br/>Elisa took one of the packets and opened it, squirting the water in and waiting for it to heat up. “So a bit if curiosity here.”  She spoke up. “You seem like a straight-shooter Graff. No offence, but in some ways you seem a bit out of place here. I’m kind of curious as to how you wound up with this… colourful crew.”<br/>