"Do you know any rabbis?" Declan Reed was on long distance with his kinda brother, not a brother, Tommy Digiorno-Madden. Tommy was on the Excelsior.
"What?"
"Rabbis. You know what a rabbi is, right, Tom?"
"Sure. Whaddaya want one for?"
"I, uh, I'm seriously considering getting married again."
"Oooohhh. Rebecca Shapiro."
"Right, Major Digiorno-Madden."
"Doesn't she have her own?"
"Yes. This isn't for her. It's for me."
"What?"
"I want to convert." The wall display slid to the date – May 6, 2213.
"I guess you're sure," Tommy said.
Declan nodded. "I want to be completely hers."
"I'll make some calls."