Dun was still in the middle of a sensory high as Sol spread her light across the martian landscape below them.  Dawn was just breaking over the shipyards.  So breathtaking...<br/><br/>He turned his head just slightly as the Bajorin walked behind the bar and offered him a scotch.  One eyebrow raised and his smile lines deepened as he turned back to the scene below them for a moment more responding,<br/><br/>"There is a fellow, scotch just after midday!  I thinks you and I are gonna get along just fine!  I would heft me a Guiness if the replicator could get it right, that's a right good pint by a pie."<br/><br/>Turning his attention back to the man completely, Dun spoke.  "Dyar Renn is it?  Mind if I call you Dyar?  And did me eyes tell me aright that ye served aboard the Da Vinci?  I helped keep her together from shakedown to her 5 year retrofit, gods I miss her!  Small little bird, but she knew to fly!  Tell me about her!  Oh, and me friends call me Dun as long as we aren't a workin."<br/><br/>