Jimmy took Jenna's hand.  "James Patterson.  506th Infantry Regiment.  You can call me Jimmy, though."  He tried not to stare at Jenna's ample bust when it moved because of extending her hand for a shake, or when he shook her hand.  Being from Liberion himself, he knew that its native women had, well...better endowments than most.  He heard the door open, and Jimmy looked over his shoulder.  "The 'new boy' would be me, ma'am."  He recognized Shirley from her file.