From:		Steven_Wild
Date:		21 November 1995 20:55
To:		U.S.S. Lafayette (BBS)
Subject:		RE: Officer's Lounge

Bartender Jack "The Hammer" Rhine, Officers' Lounge

Rhine looks at the rail thin rookie officer in front of him sitting in a chair holding his melon with his only arm.  He then eyes the bottle of brandy Motimers been drinking.  Humf! At least he got himself trashed on the good stuff.  Rhine then looks for, walks over, and grabs a large chair from the corner of the lounge.  I'll be surprised if this baby faced boy will survive the rigors of starfleet duty.  When he arrives back at the table with Mortimer, Rhine smiles to himself and slams the large chair hard onto the floor.  That should wake him up. Rhine then straddles the chair, rests his muscular arms on the chair back and looks at Mortimer with a stern face.

" The names Jack "the Hammer" Rhine and I'm the bartender of this here lounge.  Say boy!   people don't drink themselves into a stuppor unless they be trying to run from a problem.  Believe me I've seen it many times in the marines and I can see it in your eyes boy!  maybe you be need'in someone to talk to."  Rhine pulls out a couple of pills " Here take these they'll get rid of that Hammering in that large head of yours." Rhine places them on the table in front of him.