Re: ① BREAKFAST IN BED
"Mary," he repeated. "I'm afraid I must apologize. I'm not in the habit of, ah..." He couldn't think of a way to phrase it at all. He frowned as the rest of her words registered. "Cocktails... Oh no." He bounced slightly on the floor. Oh, yes. Artificial gravity. It was a space station. And that meant he'd brought her to Axandah, the social spot of the galaxy. "Did I have a drink that was bright purple?" He should have had better sense. "I believe I've been a very foolish Doctor, and I do beg your pardon."