I give up. I decide I'll just get suited up for the meeting. Which is in...half an hour? Oh hell. I run back to my quarters.

I open the door and am greeted by a tall, muscled, bald man with oddly reflective eyes. He sniffs around and says, "It's been a long time since I smelled beautiful."

I blink.

Then I notice this random chick dressed in gold who says "Let me show you the way."

I'm growling as I walk to my chamber to get dressed. This is ridiculous.

I get into the steam shower for a quick wash up. The steam is cold. Nice. I mutter a continuous string of curses in two languages the entire time.

I put on my dress uniform and make sure my hair is presentable. As I am about to head out, I realize that I forgot to put on my belt. That's just what I need, to have my pants fall down at a meeting. I throw on a belt and head for the door.

This time there is an animated film of some sort playing. Must be one of those webcomics Linaeve was raving about. There's this awful-looking blond guy in a black and red bathrobe beckoning to some one-eyed, purple-haired woman and saying, "You look like a woman who appreciates the finer things in life. Come over here and feel my velour bedspread!"

I cringe and head out the door.

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