'Man... Would I kill for some Nox right now...' Sunny thought, relaxing a bit in his cushiony seat in the conference lounge and smoking his joint. The weed tasted really good right about now and he could easily tip off into the oceans of Curacao if he'd wanted too. Controlling himself though while fighting the temptation, he was still alright. He would hear some noise soon and extinguish the spiff and as he looked up he'd see the door open and a familiar face he'd recognize only from pictures... And yet this was real.
'Oh sh...t... Well there he is ... Focus, Sunny... Nah, I'm good... Was a bit weak, too...'
"Admiral Golanski! Its a pleasure meeting you in person, though I bet everyone tells you that." Sunny says, standing up and walking over, giving also a salut to him. He was after all once in the navy...
"I see you've brought others with you. Please, take a seat..."
