[Hours after her post to the network, Lacus is finishing her workout with a hard run around the public sectors. Hours of weights and agility work have her perspiring more than many would think possible of a lady with her bearing and those with the skills can probably hear her steadily thudding pulse yards away, but she manages to look as poised as ever otherwise.]
[During a pause for a water break, she spots Spike meandering, and nods amicably. He's a regular at Merlotte's, after all.] Good evening.