"You need the right accelerators," she told him, smirk all over her face. "My mom was like that, and it would turn her practically golden."

"And I'm not lazy, I'm sensible," she countered. "My suit's too nice to get wet, cost me too many credits. Just give me a drink and a handsome man to rub my feet. That is my idea of Risa."

The bridge was clearing out, and she waved to the crew leaving. The captain looked like he was on his way out as well. "I'd better go now. Maybe I'll see you on the beach?" she asked.