Al leaned forward, looking over the photograph for too long. When he sat back, he gestured at the picture. "Yeah, maybe."
"Maybe?" The captain leaned forward suspiciously.
"Yeah, maybe. I use to have a bike that looked like that." That much was the truth. Calavicci took the opportunity to elaborate, steepling his fingers in front of him. "If the Commander recalls, I was late for my start of training due to road conditions too hazardous for traveling. When I arrived back, I stopped for a late dinner, knowing the mess and commissary would be closed. Upon departure from the restaurant, I realized the motorcycle was gone. I called a cab instead." That wasn't too far from the truth, right?
"And you didn't report it stolen?"
Al waved it off. "It wasn't hardly worth it. I was lucky to make it back here at all."
Stern closed back in, rolling up his sleeves. "So what you're saying is--"
"Sir, I don't know what I'm saying, because I don't know what you're asking? Can't we dispense of all this cinema-grade dramatics and deal with this head on?"
Annnnd, that was the perfect time for Foster to butt in. "To hell with what you want, Calavicci. You cooperate or you're out on your ass with a dishonorable."
The Commander sighed and just rubbed at the bridge of his nose. Silence reigned until Foster said to Kara, "When did you obtain possession of the motorcycle?"
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"Maybe?" The captain leaned forward suspiciously.
"Yeah, maybe. I use to have a bike that looked like that." That much was the truth. Calavicci took the opportunity to elaborate, steepling his fingers in front of him. "If the Commander recalls, I was late for my start of training due to road conditions too hazardous for traveling. When I arrived back, I stopped for a late dinner, knowing the mess and commissary would be closed. Upon departure from the restaurant, I realized the motorcycle was gone. I called a cab instead." That wasn't too far from the truth, right?
"And you didn't report it stolen?"
Al waved it off. "It wasn't hardly worth it. I was lucky to make it back here at all."
Stern closed back in, rolling up his sleeves. "So what you're saying is--"
"Sir, I don't know what I'm saying, because I don't know what you're asking? Can't we dispense of all this cinema-grade dramatics and deal with this head on?"
Annnnd, that was the perfect time for Foster to butt in. "To hell with what you want, Calavicci. You cooperate or you're out on your ass with a dishonorable."
The Commander sighed and just rubbed at the bridge of his nose. Silence reigned until Foster said to Kara, "When did you obtain possession of the motorcycle?"