"A week?" Smoker mentally swore. Well, at least it wasn't the wrong ocean. And he could always try again.

"Nah, just me. I snuck out instead of trying to attend black tie dinner affairs -- Captain's table and all that crap." A sigh. "Tell me about Zenobia? I didn't see it on my desk." Which was already cluttered as heck between tour route destinations and planets NOT brought into the alliance. Yet.