Enlisted Mess Hall
Bonnie walked into the mess hall full of people, large crowds were gathered in various positions and Bonnie stopped just before the door. She sighed quietly to herself. 'How did I end up getting here then?' Bonnie asked herself. She'd only got on the ship the day before, and she found herself at the CMO's adopted daughter's christening. She knew the girls name was Alys, but not the CMO's name and yet she was still invited.
Bonnie wasn't really sure what to wear when she'd got the invite, she spent a while trying to think on something and settled in a shirt with the sleeves rolled up to just before her forearm, a pair of fitted smart black trousers, and a pair of smart shoes, the kind of clothes she'd probably wear when she was working but with the exception of a lab coat, or something to wear to make her look a little more official. But it looked smart enough, or at least she thought it did.
Bonnie walked further into the mess and looked around, the groups of Starfleet officers put Bonnie off socialising, she couldn't just walk over to a group and introduce herself. They all know each other, Bonnie didn't know anyone. Rather than walking up to one of the groups, Bonnie opted to sit down and wait for the christening to start, introduce herself to the CMO and congratulate her, then leave after. Unless someone came and introduced them-self to her.