"He almost caused an inter-dimensional incident that we were going to be responsible for."
"I know.” Jorak looked down. “And I know what you did. I thank you.”
She leaned forward, smiling a bit. “You owe me for that.”
“As you like,” Jorak replied. “Is there anything else you have, Re-lee?"
She sighed because she knew part of her issues with that first batch of clients had been as much her fault as his. She had been so enthusiastic to start her first series of clients that she hadn’t realized the raggedy males arriving in her airlock were not the right males looking for their mates.
That was her failure.
She should have paid more attention, but by the time she realized what had happened, the process had begun, and everything was scanned in.
At least the system still worked correctly, and the matches were made properly. But she still had to return her first set of new clients from the mining colony. Those colonies were some of the Intergalactic Dating Agency's best clients--workers who were ready for mating but had no time for searching due to their livelihood. The miners had been somewhat good-natured about the rescheduling, but she doubted they would wait very long. There were other options in the galaxy for pre-determined mating.
The Intergalactic Dating Agency was the best.
"I just want to make sure we're in the right place, Jorak."
He nodded. "We'll be ready. The Disguised Serenity IDA offices will have the best reputation in the quadrant for true matches."
"Good, I appreciate your enthusiasm."
About that time, Comet, the starline, came back into the room and leaped onto the desk.
This time, Jorak caught him and gently put him back on the floor.
"We'll be ready," he said. He glanced at the feline. "Won't we, Comet?"
Comet yawned like he didn't care one way or the other and started flicking his tail around.
Jorak chuckled and swung around. When he did, it bumped the cup with the dark liquid in it. Jorak caught it before it spilled.
"What is that?" Re-lee asked. "I don't recognize the smell."
"It's called coffee. I find it very stimulating," Jorak said.
"Where's it from?" she asked.
"You don't want to know."
She raised her eyebrow and nodded. "Probably not. I hope that's all that I don't want to know about."
He grimaced. "Let me do my job. The portals will be fine. You'll see."
She smiled.
Her communicator in her pocket buzzed. It was Addy, with information about the latest round of applicants for the dating agency.
"I must be going," she said. "The miners will be coming soon, so everything should be working perfectly very soon, correct?"
"Sure," Jorak said, picking up his cup and sipping the brown-black liquid. "As you like, Re-lee."
She nodded.
“Yes, that’s what I need,” she said.
Everything as she liked it.
