Looking up as his name was said, Issac raised an eyebrow to the man till he noticed the pips on his uniform marking him as a commander. Shaking his head, he sipped his drink before motioning for the man to take a seat next to him. "Yes Commander, how may I help you?" he asked plainly, holding his coffee in one hand while the other drummed on the counter of the bar. It took him a moment to recall the man's name from his briefing on the crew of the McNair, and when he did he began to run through his mental records for information on the second in command. The man had some experience under his belt, but if Issac recalled correctly, this was his first command position.<br/><br/>"Sorry for not reporting to you right when I got here, but I thought a drink to wake me up might be a good idea," Issac added before taking another sip of his coffee, now even more glad he chose that over something else. It certainly didn't hurt his story at least.