Clarke and Cortez arrived in the briefing room to see Kawolsky sitting at the head of the table. Clarke took a seat near Kawolsky and said, "Has something come up, Admiral?"
Danny stood back from the majority of the people in the mess hall. He wasn't one to avoid a good party when there was one, but this definitely wasn't one of those. Instead he was people-watching. He found it fascinating to see how people that were out of their depth behaved. Chuckling to himself he saw the two members of his science team trying desperately to feel comfortable. As Chief Science Officer with a few good years of service at the level of department head he knew what his people needed.
"Time to put them out of their misery." he told himself as he crossed the floor, intentionally avoiding eye-contact with anyone until he reached Ensign Beckwith.
"Is it just me, or does this feel...awkward?" he said.
Slightly startled by his voice, she turned to him but he had started to walk across the room toward an individual that was staring into an empty glass. Teresa followed; Quite why, eluded her.
"Crewman Hajek." Lieutenant Osorio placed his hand on Petr's shoulder. "Shall we get out of here?"
Petr looked at the smiling Chief Science Officer and the attractive Ensign who by this time was peering over his shoulder.
"Anywhere in particular, Sir?" Hajek replied whilst smiling at Teresa's bemused expression from the safety of being out of the Lieutenant's sight.
Danny looked at Petr as he stared at Teresa, smiling.
"If you can break yourselves away let's regroup in the aft lounge in twenty minutes." Saying this Danny Osorio walked away before calling over his shoulder. "We're all going to be a bit lost, what with this being a new vessel, so for those that don't know it's on deck eleven...I think."