The short hair female smile warmly as she spoke with the station officer. "It's a bit illegal," The man whispered softly. "But Romulan ale is the best that comes through here." "I love Romulan Ale." She beamed in return. "I ran out during the last cycle. It's not permitted on a Starfleet vessel, but our Captain over looks small transgressions." "Pulling data now." Tolan called out. "Freight ICC Orpheus has accepted a freight transfer for an undisclosed owner with a shipping destination to Earth. There seems to be a subtle mention of an unofficial escort." "An escort to Earth?" The Commanders eyes narrowed. "That's.....suspecious." "Very." The Captain glanced over at the commander. "This operation may extend further than thought." She paused for a moment, appearing to consider her options. "We can go in there with a patrol assigned starship." "Then you need to go in undercover." The Commander suggested. He smiled broadly. "We have a few decommissioned federation patrol ships. You could go in disguised as an independent operator." "Interesting." The Captain nodded thoughtfully. "An interesting idea."