Alone once more Cal dressed quickly.  Snug cargo pants with plenty of pockets and a snug Blue Sun t-shirt.  A pair of heavy boots completed the ensemble, taking her as far from feminine as she usually felt.<br/><br/>Even though Sarah Beth was bellowing on the other end of the ship, she could hear her.  Which meant Ari wouldn't be far behind.  Stomping down the hall and through the kitchen she found Isi with the cutest little apron.  “Really?  And where 'ave you been hidin' that little bit Isi?  Not plannin' on leavin' us fer tha domestic life are ye?”<br/><br/>Deciding she needed something in her stomach before dealing with the ever perky mechanic she headed for the sink, pouring some of water into a pan.  A bit of instant coffee powder went into a cup as the water boiled.  Leaning against the counter she dug into the box of crackers.  Munching just enough to settle her stomach, watching Isi with a smirk.