<div class="floatleft">(http://i39.tinypic.com/33wsll2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>SO Leta "Bot" Charlaine Lister<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Science<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day 1<br/><br/>Pushing her friend away with a serious look upon her face, Leta looked up at her Betazoid colleague. "Virginia," She started off, trying to keep her emotions in check so that Ensign Cherry wouldn't guess all too much from her. "Your... Enthusiasm is appreciated, but what happens between me and... Commander Havuk, is private and we both wish to keep it like that. I don't need extra attention from other crewmembers and I am sure he wants this to be between us two, not something the whole crew can live with us. I enjoy every second I spend with him, every little touch he gives me," Leta said, looking down at her feet. "He comforts me and makes me feel more human than I ever have felt before. So please, keep your mouth closed and don't talk about it with anyone. I don't want to lose him." Ensign Lister said, brushed her hair straight and returned to her work, filling in some data and humming a song, her programming trying to deal with her happiness through making sounds. When she noticed no one else made sounds like those, she shut up and just did what she had to do, glancing at Havuk at every chance she had, a smile playing upon her lips as she updated the control pannel to work even faster, 0.082%, to be more precise.<br/><br/>"Maybe you could help me finding something appropriate for a... date, Virginia," Leta said, barely audible. "After I have finished my work here, that is, of course. I wouldn't want to leave the Captain thinking I'm a bad officer whatsoever. I believe I am already putting her and the ship down by this strange behaviour. Is this considered normal...? To have someone occupying your mind all-day long?" She asked, truly not knowing what her friend's answer would be.<br/><br/>At 1830, when her work was done, Leta turned to her private room and slipping on a black dress that hugged her upper body tightly, but flared out from her hip to her knee. It had the needed amount of cleavage, but didn't look all too daring. She considered it appropriate to wear on a date, when combined with a pair of high heels and a red cardigan. She was already done when she heard a knock on her door, knowing it wasn't Havuk who'd be at the other side of it. "Come in, Virginia," Leta said and stood up, turning around so her friend could check if she was dressed appropriately. "My... my brain is telling my body to produce more adrenaline. I am very excited about this, Virginia, but... But I am afraid I'll "mess up", as Humans say. How can I be sure I'm doing the right thing? How do you show a man your... sincerest love without coming across desperate?" She asked, trying to take mental notes. Leta wanted this and she wanted it badly, she wanted him to approve of her, to enjoy her company, and she wanted to make sure he had more pleasure than he had had the afternoon before.