Yea, well, I just don't know how to have a good time now do I? She cracked a smile, quietly relieved that this whole thing might just end up working out after all. Guess it's up to you lot to get me down off this self-righteous bent I'm on.<br/><br/>She worked at her uniform top for a moment, undoing her rank pins and shoving them in the overcoat's pocket. With a little more finagling, she undid a couple of buttons from the top of her blouse, sighing a little in relief with the collar loosened and a little bit of available 'breathing room'.<br/><br/>I think shattering some official regulations sounds just fine right about now. Care to help me? And outside of the brass's sight, call me Nat.  It's what my sister used to call me. Off hours, I could do with a little less responsibility. She laughed a bit, before taking another long pull of her drink. Gods know I'm depressing enough in uniform, least I can do is try to be less of an ass out of it.