Shepard was surveying the Normandy, he always liked to see how his crew was getting along. Soon, they'd be heading out to do a spot of surveying for the Alliance, and quite frankly, the Commander wanted to know if everyone was up for the challenge. As he entered the crew quarters, he quickly identified Tali in her enviro-suit, playing cards with two other crew members. God, the more he looked at her, the more it dawned on him, she was so damned ugly, hell, she looked like a fish in a tank.
"Hey Tali!" He shouted to her, the crew members quickly dispersing.
"Yes Shepard?" She politely answered. God she sounded Soviet, it was disgusting…
"You up for the next mission?"
"Yes Shepard. And…" She interjected, if he could see her face, her weird brows would no doubt be raised.
"Everything okay?" She was just a freak, and he knew it…
"How is your relationship going with Grunt Shepard?"
"Oh, it's great, we're going for dinner later on Elysium." She was an intrusive, Soviet bitch.
"That's great to hear!" She seemed amused…
"Oh, and don't forget the mission!" Shepard left the crew quarters, he wouldn't accept that good for nothing pulling out on an important task.