Doctor Catrine Berg was sitting in her room, located in a residential block, when she decided to start moving towards the conference room. Sighing, she put off her travel diary and looked around the room. Well, it was worth noting that it was made flawlessly. She really liked it's modern and laconic style. Some of the laboratory equipment was already delivered to the dedicated laboratories, but, nevertheless, the doctor planned to arrange a small personal laboratory in her room. It remains only to wait for "Minerva," a personal transport ship. Looking at her watch, she noticed that she had a bit time before the first meeting with the Minister of Science of the Republic. She had to admit that she was very worried about this. She had met with high-ranking scientists before, but this was the first time she had ever come across anything beyond the walls of her second home, Cambridge University. Standing up, she went to the mirror and looked at her costume. An ordinary field suit with a lab coat over it. Maybe not quite formally, but this trifle helps the doctor feel herself more confident. Convinced that she took everything she needed with her, she went into the corridor, closing the door to the electro-magnetic lock. However, on reflection, she decided not to immediately go to the conference room, and wait a bit for her colleague in the waiting room. In general, in these corridors it was easy to get confused, so the doctor kept the plan of the building, stored in her personal PDA, before her eyes. Passing through numerous corridors, she often met different people. Many of them, like her, wore laboratory gowns and smiled back. Apparently, they were in a good mood. Finally, she reached the waiting room, which was located near the conference room. It was all the same laconic room, made in a modern style. Several comfortable sofas, coffee tables with scientific journals were there. After the doctor took one of the magazines and sat down on the sofa, a service robot approached her: "Greetings, miss, would you like to drink a cup of tea or coffee?"
To be honest, the doctor could never deny herself a cup of coffee, so she nodded in agreement: "With pleasure. Thanks."
The robot disappeared to appear in a second with a cup of strong hot coffee. Once again nodding, the doctor took a cup in her hands and took a sip. The coffee was excellent. Continuing to enjoy the drink and reading an article about new terraforming-technologies, she began to wait for her colleague...
