His "formal" attire arrived on schedule, as promised. Turning to the mirror, he noticed the his poor coat looked rather threadbare. Ah well.. nothing for it now..
Next to the door was a small console , the display showing the simple text word "Jeeves". how quaint! Seeing no keypad he leaned close to the screen and spoke.
Immediately the display changed to a 3-dimensional diagram of the huge ship, with a tiny green line flashing. He tapped on the line, and the view zoomed in with each tap, until he was satisfied he could find his way; but just as he was about to open the door, there was a soft knock. He opened it to find the same young steward, bowing and motioning down the passageway.
"Well, you certainly can't complain about the service!" he mused, as he followed the young man. Two lifts, and two passageways later, they entered the Dining Hall. Mal's eyes twinkled as he looked at the decor, and then down at his attire.
"Holy Mother of Chaos, I'm even color-coordinated!" he mused as he stepped forward to shake Leo's hand and take the offerred seat to the Captain's right.
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