Renovations

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The Dorado's hatch opened overhead, letting the salty breeze enter the cabin.
"Mon Dieu, it's hot here".
'I told you to dress smart but light. Never that you listened to me.'
‘Have you been here before?’
‘Oh yes. The promotion when I became sub-director of the SEC was right here. Then a couple of company dinners. The ones where you miserable tech people can't attend.’
‘You play it cool that it's only because of us that we're here getting the funds to finally refurbish the damn ship’
'That's exactly why they don't invite you’
An employee made her way through the small army of robots and spaceport attendants who were meanwhile beginning the fighter's shutdown procedures. ‘Welcome to the Samson Resort gentlemen. I'm Jenna from the resort's guest reception. Please follow me for a couple of security checks.
The two took out their badges in unison.‘We are colleagues, can we skip the formalities? Also because,’ pointing to the bottle of wine in his hand, “it will soon be out of temperature and lose its organoleptic properties.”
‘Ah, excuse me. Without your uniform I had assumed you were simple guests. Captain Balzac and Chief Engineer Monteig’ “Montagner, madame, it's French” Sorry, I'm not used to it yet. Please follow me.’.

After a few minutes of walking on a small path sheltered by Curacao's tropical vegetation, the trio arrived in front of the main entrance to the Director's villa.
‘Please, I'll leave you two alone. Have a good evening’ “To you, Jenna, see you later”
‘You see one and your brain fries eh? Always about why you don't get invited to parties. Come on, concentrate, I need you lucid.’
‘Come on in eh’ Madame Cross's voice appeared from the intercom, ‘the door is open’