Where official business does not distract these six diligent workers, War-R's offer does.  One Yellow nudges his nearest compatriot (who, out of a general sense of perversity, happens to be female) and jerks his head toward the counter.<br/><br/>"Whaddya think of that?"<br/><br/>"Not bad.  She meets minimum enthusiasm requirements, at least.  So's the other one."  The woman nods, grinning.  "Kind of almost out of normal issue uniform."<br/><br/>"Yeah.  She's...uhm..."<br/><br/>"Bouncy."