<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4c/Kira_McKlane.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kira McKlane<br/><strong>Date:</strong>March 11, 2032<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Roast In Space<br/><strong>With:</strong>Leon Westmore,  Open<br/><hr/><br/>Kira smiled listening to the girls talk about their singing plans.  They definitely had wonderful voices and she was quite sure that the local club would be imminently blessed by their singing some night, but the coffee shop was no where to be trying out for a recording deal.<br/><br/>Walking through the cafe, picking up glasses and cups as she went, making idle chat and small talk with the few customers who were enjoying their day away from the office or the maintenance bays, Kira kept a friendly face and a welcoming demeanor to all who chose to spend their time in her cafe.<br/><br/>She enjoyed the interactions and the customers on the station seemed to truly enjoy the fact that she was able to bring real coffee to the station.  The aroma of fresh brewed coffee permeated every inch of the small space and tended to waif out into the park most days.  Kira found it enjoyable, a sense of home.<br/><br/>The chime on the door drew Kira's attention to the brooding visage of Lt Commander Westmore stepping through the door.  It was apparent to Kira that something weighted heavily on his mind, as much as he tried to hide it with his not so convincing poker face.<br/><br/>Ordering his usual didn't surprise Kira, it was the way he ordered it that validated her assessment of his mood.  "Mornin ta ya Leon.  Na why would ya claim your soul ta be black when we both no it ta be quite the opposite."  She asked with a friendly smile as she set a large aromatic cup of black coffee in front of the man sitting at her counter. "Na ta mention ma coffee is somthin that soothes the soul!"  She finished with a wink back before turning to the small oven at the back of her barista bar.  With a set of heavy mittens Kira gently reached in to pull out out two trays full of golden brown croissants. "Ay, Almond croissants. Ma family recipe.  I'll have one fer ya in a few after they cool."