"Don't worry, we're NADA compliant," the Captain said as if that explained everything to someone who might not be familiar with America, "ah...that's New Americans with Disabilities Act; it's a bit stricter than the old ADA.  The point is that there are stairs in some sections of the facilities we'll be using, but there have to be elevators or ramps so no one gets left behind."<br/><br/>All of a sudden, he chuckled and added, “and as far as cute nurses, well...I'm the only trained medical personnel you should be meeting today.”<br/><br/>He took her back through a door with reminders that patients should wait to be called before coming back...<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Katyusha's smile shrank a little bit, but just a little bit.  “Now you know I would have to have a place to hang the American flag to show proper respect.”<br/><br/>She handed off the bottle of water and backed off a little bit.  She rubbed the back of her head, giggling as she nodded along with Gwen.  Though there was a light blush on her face, she did not seem too nervous.<br/><br/>It was when Sokol spoke that she snapped to attention and replied seriously, “you are in the Loving Arms Clinic, and this is New Pittsburgh.  The Captain will be in to explain what is going on, I assure you that it is quite important and that it is indeed a 'first class' job for an Airman First Class like yourself!”<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The Captain winced as he heard the end of that sentence through the wooden door they were approaching.<br/><br/>“Here we are,” he said to Sabine with a chuckle that was a little more nervous than the last one, reaching over to open the door before wheeling her through.<br/><br/>He set the brakes on her wheelchair after getting the door shut behind them and stepped toward the center of the room so he could keep eyes on everyone. “The three that aren't dressed like<em>actual</em>medical professionals are your project partners.”<br/><br/>Moving on without a thought toward the fact that he didn't bother to give introductions, he mustered a passable 'stern father' voice. “And Miss Katyusha Dmitrievna Kozlova, I thought I told you to change out of those scrubs when you showed up-”<br/><br/>She cut him off, very enthusiastic in the face of his annoyance. “But Captain, a nurse must dress the part for the good of her patients!”<br/><br/>“Okay...I'm just going to move on.” The man ran a hand through his short red hair and sighed.  “I'm Captain Edward Silvers, US Air Force.  I am also a medical doctor, but hopefully that will not be relevant.  This is a project that is being undertaken with the cooperation of civilian contractors and personnel from the Department of Defense.  The exact scope of the project is still classified, but all four of you have been recruited for your experience, know-how, intelligence, and personality.”<br/><br/>He looked around the room slowly, before realizing that he had been silent for a couple of seconds.  “Any questions?”