"Ooh, you can't leave it here. Horrible hygiene? Secret love of porcelain horse figures? Or trashy inter-species romances?"

Tali. The Fleet and Flotilla obsession was cute as a button, but even Kasumi could only take a viewing once per lunar cycle. She wasn't entirely sure what a more masculine equivalent of that would be on past Earth, but she'd known all types in her time and line of work. Whatever the source of conflict, there really was nothing like a little gossip.

She handed him his glass of wine to sweeten the request, taking a small sip of her own as she waited.