<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Please, call me Sahara," she said with a smile as she turned, giving the Captain her attention as he spoke.  When she heard what he had to say, she looked at the Captain and laughed.  "I can assure you that we haven't found a new way to boost morale amongst your men, and apparently some of your women aboard this ship either," she teased, reaching for her drink and taking a sip.  It wasn't bad, but it could be a little bit better.  However, Sahara had never been one to be picky about what she had been given.<br/><br/>"I'm glad that you decided to have this little get-together," she said with a smile.  "I was planning on spending the evening holed up in my office trying to get things straightened out, but I supposed that the task could wait for tomorrow when I am bit more refreshed.  Also, I have an assistant that hasn't seemed to have arrived yet," she explained.  "I figured I'd give her until tomorrow, before I start unpacking, that way she'll be there as a source of help," she said.<br/><br/>"I think it's safe to say that if she isn't on the ship before it takes off, then she won't be coming either way," she explained.  "Though, some sort of warning in advanced would have been nice," Sahara explained, giving him a bit of a tight smile as she pondered the implications of this.  She could definitely survive without the help, but she knew that it would be a lot more easier with some sort of help there.<br/><br/>"Tomorrow, I suspect I'm going to be up to my neck in filing, organizing and redecorating my office and the Sickbay," she said.  "Would you care to trade jobs for the day?" she grinned, taking another sip of her drink.</span>