The gruff stonelike man accepts the PADD looking it over. "At ease ensign" The slit on his face that served as his mouth (no lips) closed as he rubs his chin in thought.  His eyes hopping between the requested repair work and the form of the scantily clad ensign standing beside him.  He'd always been more than interested in the carbon based females...and more than one had been interested in the rocklike Pakod.  "So Ensign, what's your opinion of our new uniforms?" He asked as he finished reading the PADD, smiling to himself because the requested work could be fit into the day with little difficulty.