There were many times that Sam appreciated the job he'd managed to get at the Lux, even with the long hours. The money was great and it felt good to live a life that didn't involve FTL jumps and running from the Cylons.
But lately it was the long hours that was getting to him. It felt as though he'd barely seen Mirta for about a month. So now he was jumping at the chance to spend some time with his rather beautiful girlfriend.
He arrived at her place exactly on time, dressed pretty smartly for a change. At the bar he lived in casual clothes, so he decided to make the effort. Smart pants, suit jacket, a shirt undone at the top. He knocked on her door, a smile already starting to form over his face.