She moved without hesitation right up to the table as the waitress moved past her. "Excuse me." She look straight to the young man in black. "You are the one referred to as Navarre of Kronos, correct?" Navarre stopped mid movement. He turned his head slowly and looked up at the woman with an expression of annoyance. "Didn't take that long to get out." He sighed softly. "So you were raised by a Klingon officer?" She asked curiously. "Batlh." She stated in a rush of excitement. "Above all else." Navarre replied in english. "Live with honor." "And do you live by that code?" She was breathing hard now. Already anticipating his answer. "To do less would bring dishonor onto my father." Navarre frowned as he stared at her. "You speak Klingonesse very well." "Thank you." She bow slightly forward. "Might I have a moment of your time? I understand you are in the shipping business." "Please." Navarre indicated to the empty chair. "Join us." He then glanced up just as an oriental woman stepped close to the woman side. "Her escort while she is here." She stated curtly. "Certainly." Navarre paused for a moment. He recognized someone with potential danger and skills when he saw them, and to his keen eye, she had the potential to be that person. "So," He looked back to the first woman. "To what do I owe this visit?"