She stepped to the entrance of the airlock and stopped. Staring at first one, then the other of the two security officers. "I believe I am expected." She announced calmly. "We were informed there would be some arrivals." The Lieutenant took a step forward as he stared down at the two suit cases. "You are aware that once you board this vessel you will not be permitted to return to the station for a period of two months?" "What makes you think I want to?" She sighed softly. "And we'll need to inspect the contents of your carryons." "Lieutenant," She again sighed softly. "I am a cook. You searching for a dangerous spatula or just looking for an excuse to get you hands in my panties?" He stood motionless and speechless, his jaw dropping open. His face turned a crimson red as his eyes grew wide. "Uh." He stammered as he stepped hurriedly back. "No ma'am." His fingers twitched as he punched in the access to the airlock. "You may go ahead and board. Have a good day, Ma'am." "Thank you." She waited until the hatches had opened, then moved up the steps and into the airlock corridor, a faint grin touching her lips as she passed the two Guards.