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Ksenia, Mei, you are relaxing in the lounge after another amazing "Gray" dinner aboard the Stalker Jane.
The feast began with a chilled melon soup, tart with lime and lightly spiced with chili and coriander. Alongside, paper-thin slices of a dry-cured ham, a specialty of one of the Jovian farming orbitals. The main dish was an extravagant paella mixta, tender rice cooked with chicken, shrimp and shellfish, fragrant with saffron and colored by a confetti of peppers and tomatoes. Dinah's dessert was an orange flan with dried plums and a brandy-honey sauce.
Ksenia, as the first course was being served, Captain Dai carefully pours just a bit of soup into a small, lovely antique porcelain bowl, lays a single thin slice of ham next to it. "We know you can't eat much, so we'll be sure that what you do eat is the best of the best of what we have." They do the same for the paella and the flan. Just a taste or two of each, but presented with the greatest care and attention.
You each have a glass of that delicious Madeira Church brought aboard. Do you make a toast? What to?