Eli in the Mocha OTA/MW
Eli had gotten in late last night and stayed on the base until a more reasonable time today. He'd checked with the security desk guy, gotten a key and a welcome packet to add with his forwarded mail from the base, and headed to the nearest table. That table happened to be in the Mocha, and he stuffed his olive drab green duffel under the table as he sorted though the stack of mail.
First things first, he opened the welcome packet and flipped through that. After looking through the pictures of things he moved on to the next envelope.