"Thank you for your assistance so far today Captain Adama." President Roslin told Lee.
"My pleasure." Lee replied.
"I'll see you in three hours Captain. Lieutenant." Roslin said before leaving with her aides.
"Did I miss something?" Kara asked once she was gone.
"Did I forget to mention that we get three hours free time on Cloud 9?" Lee inquired.
"Yes." Kara nodded.
"Oh."
"You didn't tell me on purpose."
"Would I do something like that?" Lee asked in mock innocence.
"Yes." Kara crossed her arms.
"Dad thought this mean appease you."
"Oh I'm sure I can find something to do."
"We can find something to do." Lee corrected.
"We?" Kara questioned. "What did you have in mind Captain? Some kind of date."
"If you want to call it a date." Lee shrugged.
"You want to take me on a date."
"Kara." Lee sighed.
"You want to take me on a date in the middle of a Presidential field trip."
"Kara."
"It's sweet." She smiled.
"You know we have less than three hours now." Lee pointed out.
"What do you want to do?" Kara asked.
"Whatever you want."
"That's an open offer." Kara remarked. "What if I said I wanted to take my clothes off and run around naked?"
"One I'd remind you that you're a Colonial officer and that it would get you thrown in the brig, two you're part of the Presidential visit so it would definitely get you thrown in the brig and three I'd enjoy the view because generally when you decide you're doing something you do it despite the fact that I try to talk you out of it."
"How about a walk until we decide?" Kara suggested.
"I leave it up to you whether you take your clothes off or not." He whispered in her ear.
BSG
"I can't believe they have a piano here." Kara said. "Twelve colonies are destroyed killing everyone and one of the few ships that survive happens to a giant hotel."
"Got to love the irony." Lee agreed. "But it's a good place if we need the extra space to move people to. But you'd probably get bored here after a while."
"Give me a Viper as well and I'd probably be okay." Kara stated as she ran her hand across the top of the piano.
"Sorry Vipers stay the Galactica. It's a military thing, we like to be in control of our assets."
"I bet you do." Kara hit a key. "It's slightly out of tune."
"How do you know that?"
"Good ears." Kara replied. "Do ever know that there is something about to be wrong with your Viper a gut instinct and then it happens?"
"Not the way you and Tyrol do, but maybe sometimes."
"It's all about being in tune with it." Kara played a few more notes.
"I didn't know you played the piano."
"I don't really. I wouldn't have the patience to learn." She played another few notes.
"You learnt how to fly a Viper." Lee pointed out.
"That was mostly instinctive."
"You teach the nuggets."
"Because I was told I had to and there wasn't anyone else qualified to do it." Kara pointed out.
"You taught Basic Flight before the Cylons attacked." Lee countered.
"Because I was told I had to and they let me fly Vipers most days in between simulators."
"Since this probably the last piano in the fleet I'd say lessons were out."
"How much longer do we have of our three hours?" Kara inquired.
"One hour and 45 minutes." Lee replied.
"What do you think the chances of getting a room are?" Kara asked.
"Just for clarity sake, why do you want a room?" Lee questioned.
"One thing I've missed since the Cylons attack, not that I don't like life on a Battlestar, but those showers are lousy, is a bath."
"Right." Lee looked a little disappointed.
"I didn't say I objected to sharing to save water." Kara remarked. "And the uniforms are exactly conducive to doing anything without someone noticing."
"I'll see what I can do." Lee replied.
"Men are so fraking easy." Kara muttered under her breath.
TBC