“No problem. Take care, Mira.” Assuming Mira has nothing further to talk about, Beth ends the transmission. She then took her MW off standby.<br/><br/>“Back to work,” she said to Mike over the SATCOM. “I’m going to run through the targets again, keep me posted on accuracy ratings.”<br/><br/>“Understood.” There was pause. “So, is there a second date? Not to pry or anything.”<br/><br/>Beth laughed. “Of course, you never pry,” she teased. “But yes, second date on Monday. Now seriously, back to work—those targets are mocking me with their unexplodedness.” Mike chuckled, and then Beth set the<em>Lissa</em>off at run, blasting with her railgun.