Danielle shot him an annoyed look, but didn't bother to correct his incorrect using of her name. Why bother with this guy, he'll always crack jokes when I least expect it. I'd rather expect that everything is a joke to him, she thought.<br/><br/><em>"Try to keep up, we'll stop for photos, follow me and don't get lost, you can get hurt, or break something valuable down here, and we don't want that now do we?"</em><br/><br/>Keep up? I couldn't get that whole sentence right there. Use periods, you Irish bastard, she said to herself. She was too pissed off to even consider that his use of 'valuable,' meant her valuable camera. Before she could think any more, a shout to<em>"Keep up!"</em>rang down the hallway and Lieutenant Phoenix momentarily disappearing where the shout came from. "What an asshole," she quietly breathed and quickly started after the man.<br/><br/>She really had to keep up and to be mindful of objects jutting out into the hallway. This wasn't no cruise ship with flush hallways and carpeted floor. This was a real aircraft carrier. She also had to be mindful of her camera, for it could flail around and break easily if she didn't have a good hold on it. Minutes passed and suddenly she was in a cramped room.<strong>"What the hell?"</strong>she audibly said through the noise coming from the machines around her. She found Lieutenant Phoenix waiting for her next to another sailor. Her thinking it was absolutely hotter in here was made true and was shown by the sweat on the man's forehead. She too had sweat on her forehead and since she had a jacket on, she felt she was more hotter than him. As the lieutenant explained the room and its importance, Danielle took her time to pin her hair up with a tie. She immediately felt a bit better, but the temperature did not let up. Come on, Danielle, you've been in worst places before! she encouraged herself. She turned on her camera and immediately started snapping pictures. She had no time to protest about the heat. She had a job to do.<br/><br/>She was introduced to the sailor monitoring the engines and per Lieutenant's Phoenix permission, she was able to get a short interview and picture of the man. Ultimately, after just a few minutes in the room, she wanted out.<br/><br/><em>"Its a billion degrees down here, lets move,"</em>Lieutenant Phoenix said and off they went exiting the engine room. She had to give the proper respects to him. While she was there, visibly reacting to the intense heat of the room, he was there, waiting with a damn good poker face.<br/><br/><strong>"Yes, let's get out of here,"</strong>she said as they exited the engine room.