<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/92/BridgeBunniesAvatarMacross2032.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lt. Porter, Ens. McMillan, Lt. Morgenstern<br/><strong>Date:</strong>March 11, 2032<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Roast in Space<br/><strong>With:</strong>Kira, Open<br/><hr/>"Thank you, Miss McKlane," Ayesha smiled as she accepted her regular cappuccino from the Roast's owner. "And sorry Miss McKlane." Despite Kira's wink she blushed and bit her lower lip a little. Sometimes she just couldn't help herself when she hung out with the communications officer. It was just too nice to have met someone she could hang out and have some fun with right from the start of her very first assignment some months ago.<br/><br/>"That's the latest from Vision, isn't it?" Lieutenant Morgenstern distracted Ayesha and almost instantaneously the smile was back on the blonde's face.<br/><br/>"Mmhmm," she nodded. "Is it true that she might give a concert here, on Aluce, Hitomi?"<br/><br/>Hitomi Morgenstern stirred some sugar into her coffee, taking her good time with it, before she answered with a simple "maybe".<br/><br/>Trixie Porter frowned. "You should know, Hitomi. If anyone knows what's going on here it's you." The young lieutenant reached for her latte and raised the cup to her face, breathing in deeply the rich aroma of coffee and vanilla. After a happy sigh, she added: "The admiral would know, and I know you know almost everything that crosses his desk. Stop toying with us, you meany." She stuck her tongue out a little and grinned. She was sure Hitomi had a better idea than just a 'maybe'.<br/><br/>"You think so, do you, Miss Porter?" Hitomi's small smile became a little more smug, a mischievous glint lighting up her eyes. Again she took her time, sipping her coffee and finding it as satisfying as always. The admiral in question was Rear Admiral Nordstrom, the commander of both Aluce base and its attached defense fleet, and it was true that she kept an eye on everything that crossed his desk – and that of his XO, Captain St. John -  whenever her security clearance allowed. That still didn't mean she was omniscient, and this was just one of those cases.<br/><br/>"All I know is that the idea is being passed back and forth, here and there. I would say it appears likely, but there are no guarantees – yet."<br/><br/>The two younger women had kept their eyes glued to their senior's face as she spoke, and now they both sighed in unison.<br/><br/>"I would sooo love to see her," Ayesha McMillan stated. "Don't you, Hitomi?"<br/><br/>"It would be nice, but I prefer Priss and the Replicants. Granted, Vision sings well, but my tastes just run a little more towards rock 'n' roll."<br/><br/>Trixie chuckled. "We know. You treat us to it every karaoke night. I must have heard Konya Wa Hurricane at least a dozen times, over as many weeks. You should pick another song for Sunday. You are joining us for the regular at Valhalla, are you?"<br/><br/>"Maybe."