Off duty ~ Part 1
Michael: *Alright alright now what to wear*
*Her wardrobe is mostly her uniforms, apart from that she only has two dresses, a vulcan robe and a suit... Philippa is wearing a suit, should she wear one too, or go with a dress? One of the dresses is rather formal, the other a little sexy- too sexy to wear for crew parties, but Philippa did say they were off duty tonight, so...*
Philippa: *sees Michael all dolled up and her brain immediately short circuits*
Philippa, internally:
*wants to watch a movie with only Michael in it*
Michael: Sorry I took so long- Philippa? Are you alright?
Philippa: Is this a date?
Michael: *slightly hysterical*
Michael: sorry, sorry- I swear I'm not laughing at you! It's just- I had been asking myself the same thing earlier.
Philippa: and... do you want it to be one? A date?
Michael: I had hoped that you would want it to be.
Philippa: *blushes*
Philippa: *takes a deep breath, then reaches for Michael's hand*
Philippa: Shall we?
Michael: *beams at her and takes her hand*










