<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg9706658#msg9706658">Quote from: Mac84 on 12-03-2014, 16:39:28</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Moira look up as Prower-Graves entered the Galley, He hadn't been a regular like many of the other crew members. She gave him a quizzical look at his quip. "I wouldn't have to put the fear in these pups, if they didn't think they could come in here, and tell <em>Me</em> how to run a kitchen." She huffed before she shooed another "Snottie" off with a full tray. She went into the back, and quickly returned with a cup of Prower-Grave's favorite Tea. "here you go. Freshly brewed." She stated as she handed him a small saucer, with a Cosmo-Navy Teacup. As denoted by the large gold anchor on the sides.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Cheers." he said, as he took the cup and saucer and sat down at a nearby table. He took a draught of the tea, and smiled. "Lovely as ever, Moira." he called out to her, before setting it down, and used the back of his spoon to open the envelope of his letter. He shook it out, and and unfolded it. "Well.... Bless my soul, it's from old Nobby; I haven't heard from him in years..." he said, as he began drink his tea and read. "...Huh.... Well, good for him, I say..... Wait, what was that..... I say!" he then exclaimed in surprise, almost spitting his tea out in surprise.