He finished his meal without interruption which he was thankful for.  Still four hours until the senior officer's meeting.  Tosh decided he could finish introducing himself to the rest of those he had yet to meet there.  The man stood, his bowl in hand as he walked over to the kitchen.  He kindly excused himself past a few of the other officers to deposit the soiled dish.  He turned and moved out again, heading for the door.  It slid open to allow him egress.<br/><br/>The ship seemed a bit more lively now.  Some of the other crew members were boarding and finding their stations or assigned quarters.  He nodded to a few as he entered the turbolift.  "Bridge."  Tosh spoke the solitary word, and the lift came to life.