Had I had the time we would have certainly ended up screwing on the spot. After a playful struggle I managed to open the door and head down the short ...path leaving Mandy in the doorway to wave me off. As I reached the gate I teasingly asked if she was expecting another delivery or something. She just laughed and blew me a kiss before slowly closing the door. Whilst walking along the road which was almost clogged with busy rush hour traffic, the thought came to my mind, that anyone who was. We are actually in what seems to be a spaceship graveyard though. The area we're in seems to be maintained by some sort of AI that so far we haven't been able to communicate with. Luckily for us we had just fueled up by essentially cannibalizing a methane boulder so if we can't figure out how to communicate with the AI that is the curator of this place at least we won't suffocate, or starve to death unless we have a population explosion. Ensign O'Mally and I have both begged the AI to make sure. We found a table on the upper deck. It was sheltered from the sun, but outside where we could enjoy the mild spring weather. The temperature that morning was in the high seventies with just the slightest breeze.Holding Rosie’s hand I led her to the buffet. “Why don’t we take a walk-through first, Steven? You know, so we can get the lay of the land?”Yet another chuckle escaped my lips. “Lay of the land?” She responded with a grin and a playful jab to my ribs. I took her hand again and we. Suddenly, Donald knew what he had to do. But he needed to make some phone calls, the first being to his bank manager. Calmly, Donald sat back at his desk. He picked up the phone and dialled. As he waited for the connection, he smiled, then he laughed. It was the first time he had laughed in a long, long time.It was nearly two o'clock when he was leaving the building and he bumped into Jamison, coming back from his lunch date. "Hello, Donald," he said, "Did you look over that file for me?".