5-042: Level 100 Elevator Lobby
NB: I like the vibe you were going for, but Dominion citizens, particularly ones living in space habitats, use their tags a lot and I can’t imagine Oliver finding it efficient to keep it in his pack. (Although I could almost imagine him having the tag on the outside of the pack, given it seems to be his closest interpersonal relationship…)
Wherever the tag is, he shows it to her and she scans it with her PDA. Then apparently satisfied that Oliver is Oliver, he senses the tiniest thawing in her demeanour.
“Very well… Felicity for now… Oliver.”
Her eyes flick briefly to the Officer then back to Oliver, “Let’s get a coffee, shall we?”
Without waiting for a response she turns and walks away from Oliver and the Security Station toward a coffee shop at the edge of the Lobby area. By the way, when I say ‘Lobby’, it’s the size of a large food court in a shopping centre, with a lot of activity of people transferring between elevators and travel pods and generally milling about the shops and facilities here.
“Certainly,” Oliver will wait a moment until out of ear shot of the Officer, “on me.” (8 vs 13 for miserliness) He’ll order a simple coffee for himself and give her time to get whatever she’d like and lets her lead him to a place to sit down.