Makari was never one to pass up a chance to not do work. And the ship's lounge definitely offered prime opportunities to do just that. It was no holodeck, there were no endless images that could be played out and scenarios to live out the rest of one's days in. But it was a social setting full of everyone and anyone. Or close to it. A quick look around showed that the captain and the first officer were both missing in action. Busy at work no doubt. Making Makari the ranking man on deck, the official greeting face of the command staff to a crew settling in.<br/><br/>He grinned at that. Definitely work, but it wasn't an analysis of which department deserved prime hours with the long range sensors or an analysis of why they had settled on the ratio of science to security that they had on board. Work was work though. And when push came to shove he would do it. Sure he might do more shoving than the next guy, and he was bound to complain. But it would happen. And when that work was socializing? Well what Risian would ever turn down a chance at that?<br/><br/>So he stepped fully into the room and past the wafting aromas of freshly cooked food, a scent he hadn't expected as he hadn't even known the lounge had a kitchen. You learn new things every day in space... and he idly wondered if the stove had two backup systems just like everything else on the ship did? Or was even that too much for Starfleet. Totally not something to worry about right then.