Merry snapped to attention, raising his hand in a salute. "Yes ma'am! Right on it ma'am!" He said, running on board. His eyes trailed over her body as he did, taking in every curve. Why didn't he join a freelance group sooner? Once on board, he turned and stood at attention again. "Ma'am, please direct me to the galley and I can begin preparing the tea. Of which flavor do you have in stock?"