Nemesis

[Susan Ward]

As the fine Chief Levy was nonchalantly making his way out of the room, looking back at Reeves as to send him a silent message about the dramatic lack of beverages back there, in hangar bay, he bumped into a woman in flight-suit, followed by an officer.
"Erh... Mi apologies, Ma'am." uttered the man while staring at the woman's chest. A large stain of motor oil indeed just decorated the flight-suit, for some reason. Levy sniffed noisily, which may have passed as a way to express commiseration for him.
"I'd reckon it ain't as bad as it looks, Ma'am. Just some motor oil, yea..."

Our hero reached for a rag in one of his numerous pockets, which incidentally did not appear to be that dirty, and proceeded with rubbing it on the woman's chest "See? It's almost gone."
The woman did not reply until he was done, simply gazing at him while she was patiently waiting for him to finish the rubbing work. She then politely smiled, saying :
"Thank you, Mr. ..?"
"David Levy at yerr service, Milady.."
"Thank you, Mr. Levy." replied calmly the woman, before eyeing at the people inside the room.
"Good evening. I hope I'm not interrupting anything critical..?"