-officer's lounge with petit-<br/><br/>Watches the two women leave then lets out a very audible sigh before draining his synthohol drink and getting another and heading over towards the counselor.  "Hello counselor," he said to the lithe vulcan woman.  "I have wondered something since we left port, as a Vulcan you are devoted to logic correct?  So with your intense control of your emotions and all, would that not make it difficult to be a counselor?  Forgive me if i'm wrong, but it just always struck me as a career field ill suited to the philosophies of your people."  He pauses to consider for a moment, "Though I hope I didn't put my foot in my mouth again."