<Lt. Cmdr. Max Mortimer, Personal Quarters>

Mortimer puts his UFP Today into the paper recycler after reading it, and is startled by the computer bleeping at him.

"Lieutenant Commander Mortimer. You are due at the Briefing Room to talk to new crew members in ten minutes"

Mortimer takes a couple of minutes to smarten himself up. 

Better take this first officer business seriously if I want this promotion to be permanent.

He leaves his quarters and heads for the nearest turbolift. One of the luxuries afforded him by his new position is the personal turbolift car that follows him from deck to deck.

"Deck 6, Briefing Room"