Re: Going for a drink

<snip>Jessie Carter was in a bad mood. Jack FeBuggure, head of Ship's
Defense, had just told her in no uncertain terms that she was not
allowed to join in the battle outside the ship, and she was not happy
about it. So she did what most crewmembers in a similar situation
would do.
She went to Parrott's.>
Chrizla followed her, but not too closely. He had first hand
experience of how jump-to-conclusion-y Jessie could be, so he kept to
the shadows. Jessie entered Parrots and sat down at the bar, she
ordered a drink and sat there sipping it.
"Mind if I join you?" Chrizla asked, Jessie jumped and almost spilled
her drink. "Have you got nothing better to do than to sneak up on
people?" she asked, rather shakily. "Sorry." Chrizla apologised, "You
should be. And you can join me if you pay for the drinks." Chrizla
let his guard down, he sat next to Jessie and ordered a large
whiskey. "So," he began, "Is there anything you'd like to talk about?"
<tag Jessie>