Kira just smiles at Docca's reaction to his blatant flattering; modest she might not be, but then again it might have been considered patronizing to people if someone<em>that</em>beautiful was going to argue against simple fact.<br/><br/>"Definitely sounds...less complicated than the last assignment you passed along to me," Kira says, though there's a slight hint of disappointment in his voice. "Can't remember the last time I actually visited Bellevue. I'm guessing our Johnson is a concerned parent? How much are they offering to put the kid on the straight path to become a normal snob that does their drinking and BTLs at home?"<br/><br/>"Arigato," Kira says to the man behind the grill as he's handed his soy and krill ramen. Breaking apart a pair of disposal chopsticks, Kira digs into his second breakfast. Listening for Rhys' response, Kira looks over at Docca, hardly even hiding the fact that he's looking her over, from those beautiful long legs to that well endowed rack. Even by elven standards Kira hadn't met a woman this striking. If their gazes met, Kira would likely flush a shade of red before looking away and down into his ramen bowl. Gotta keep it together and be professional about it.