Welcome to GateWorld Forum! If this is your first visit, we hope you'll sign up and join our Stargate community. If you have questions, start with the FAQ. We've been going strong since 2004, are we are glad you are here.
Alpha: *nods to Doc* Hello again. Good to see you out and about. *turns to Cammie, squats near his chair, lowers his voice* You guys do a flyover of Palomar today? 'Cause I thought I head a 302 whine when we were on our way down the mountain.
*watching feeds over Jay's head*
*laughs* He's just jealous because he didn't think ahead enough to install a winch!
Cammie: You know we don't discuss those things in public. Geesh!
Alpha: *nods to Doc* Hello again. Good to see you out and about. *turns to Cammie, squats near his chair, lowers his voice* You guys do a flyover of Palomar today? 'Cause I thought I head a 302 whine when we were on our way down the mountain.
Doc: Sorry to interupt and to earsdrop, but that was one of mine, we had a navigation malfuntion on one of our F-302's. It happened around the same time as our comminications went down. We're experiencing problems with the storme we're having at the moment.
Erin: Okay. *ducks head* Better question: Would you like company this evening? After your shift here at the bar, of course. Alveus: I think I might like company. Yours?
Erin: *rolls eyes* I suppose I'm not being forward enough. *smiles* Yes, mine, silly. You don't have to answer now. I just wanted to be sure to ask. *sips drink, pops a pretzel*
Doc: *suddenly feels a little uncomfortable.* I think I'd better go. It was nice meeting you again, Cammie. Bye everyone. *puts her drink down, stands and beams out*
Erin: *pops another pretzel* Hey, Al, is there stuff for salads in the fridge or just food for garnishes? Alveus: Maybe, I don't always keep track of the food groceries. Wanna come around and look?
Erin: Oh, yes, thank you. *goes around bar, opens fridge, sees nothing on the top shelves, leans over to look in bottom drawers* Alveus: *steps back and stares as she leans over*
Erin: You'd think some of these things could be put toward the top. *stands up, puts lettuce, tomatoes, cheese and black olives on the counter* Alveus: *helps clear a clean space* Well, most of those items need to stay in the 'crisper' drawer on the bottom anyway.
Erin: *starts fixing salad* Oh, good point. Alveus: Want another Amaretto sour with your salad?
Erin: That would be great. Thanks, Al. *kisses*
Doc: *suddenly feels a little uncomfortable.* I think I'd better go. It was nice meeting you again, Cammie. Bye everyone. *puts her drink down, stands and beams out*
Cammie: See you later, Doc.
Wendy: *waves as she beams out* Well now I feel like crap. I'm getting a drink, want anything? Cammie: I'll go over with you. *they both head to the bar*
Wendy: *waves as she beams out* Well now I feel like crap. I'm getting a drink, want anything? Cammie: I'll go over with you. *they both head to the bar*
Hey, you okay, Wendy? I can make you a salad if you want?
Comment