Ari was running later than she would have liked, but she did have a brand new job with new responsibilities. It was odd, going to meet the very male reincarnations of her fellow crew members in a pair of knee-high boots and a dress that was easily almost as short as the female Starfleet uniforms, but she was used to odd things, after eight years spent with a Southern man who was the CMO of a spaceship in her head.
She found Clyde and Joseph already drinking and rolled her eyes. "Getting started already, boys?" she asked, taking one of the extra glasses and filling it, knocking it back easily.