At least, a drink!

[KaLar]

*Ka'Lar immediately notices the familiar green skinned Orion bartender. She has a disgusting grimace, but, oh well, after all, if StarFleet have some Orion employees, it's not her problem.*
"Bartender! *slaps the bar with her hand**WHACK!* I want a Bahgol! And my comrades are also thirsty!"
*Lynn whispers to Ka'Lar*
"Shhhhh! Do not forget we are not in KeyHole Tavern, Ms Ka'Lar."
"I know! But there are not much people in here. So, this bartender would be at her bar rather bugging with these puny humans."

[Sloan]

If I wanted to watch the cameras then I would Admiral. But as there is a lack of security patrols, it is better to come down here personally and keep an eye on them.

[Shakira]

"Okay, we have one Kilkenny and a Vodka. Who else is missing?"

[Dalen Winterspoon]

"It is always a pleasure to meet you, Ms Shakira *takes Shakira's right hand and kisses it*. We are here to enjoy your presence and your services. Thanks for your welcoming. Mr Man Tuil and I will have Chouchenn.... if you have some in your hidden bottles, if you see what I mean? *winks*"

[Dalen Winterspoon]

"Erm, in fact, we have left our Bottles at Deska, Ms Shakira. Would you, em, please...?" *turns to Mr Nocturnus.* Ow! An other load from you? Mwelll.. Why not?"
*A Klingon Female, in her corner, is noting the invitation.*

[BrendanManTuil]

*Brendan is surprised. In fact, he's atonished. He's looking at Ms Shakira's tummy. And he can't belive his eyes.*
"How did you do that, dear? You played too much with the pump? No, I'm just joking. What did it happen to you? Who's the father? You need a doctor?"

[Zack Mannion]

Ok. I must go soon. I hope we will meet again some time.

*Leaves*

[Dalen Winterspoon]

*A sound resounds on Dalen's watch. He has a look at the message and frowns. Then he gestures to his team, with some particular codes within his movements.*
"It seems as if our Negociations has failed because of some incident concerning CIB and FSS or Section 31. The Corporation is now on Zulu Alert. Sorry, old chaps, but we will have more drink later. We leave now."
*Some other gestures and everyone in the team activates a particular part of their uniforms. Some shield can be seen.
In some seconds, everyone is finishing one's drink and stands up. Some other instants later, they are all leaving Celtic Corner. Determined faces of the Corporation Officers and Members dissuade people to approach them while they retreat to the Whallalah and the Revanche.
Some minutes again later, the Ship-of-Death and the DujYay, without aknoledgement of Avalon Base, are leaving the StarFleet Base. At the total surprise of everyone.*

(off : Shakira is needed in Deska Forum for the Birth. Jake Harris is here :wink: )

[Sloan]

*Walks in, looks around a moment observing the Corporation officers, then turns and sits down at a table with his back to a wall to continue observing the party.*

[Shakira]

*Shakira hears the female Klingon yelling. She turns around and walks toward her table.*
"Okay, Missie, first of all, do NOT yell at this Bar! I know you're Klingon and blah blah blah but there are some rules going on here. And I demand respect. Okay? Okay!"

*Shakira looks up and sees Brendan and Dalen are there too." "Oh my..!! Dalen!! Brendan! How have you guys been?"

[Sloan]

*sighs and rubs his forehead* And how do you suggest we go about that?

[Sloan]

Ah, yes...Mr. Mordac...I remember studying his file before he came here. But as to finding those plans....That may be a little difficult. If he hid them, it was with knowledge gained from his Vulcan.."friend" Mr. Sorik who now resides with the pirates about the Dreadnought.

[Shakira]

"Ahh.. Dalen.. always such a gentleman. Shall I bring some Chouchenn here, or Brendan has some over there?" *glances at ManTuil and smiles*

[Shakira]

"Of course, Dalen, of course!" *brings a couple of Chouchenn bottle and several glasses*
"I've brought two for now.. you tell me if you need more, later."

[Enoch]

Enoch walks into Ten Forward and looks around.  He notices the Corporation officers and nodds.  It is has the Sight had told him...

Quietly, he sits down at an empty table nearby, waiting for someone to come and take his order, while he observes everything.