<html><head></head><body><div class="yahoo-style-wrap" style="font-family:Helvetica Neue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><div><p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">Hat Mission: Lights,
Camera….Action?</span><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228"><br>
<span style="background:white">Day: 1</span><br>
<span style="background:white">Stardate: 2446.01.01/2025.06.30</span><br>
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<span style="background:white">(Metro Toronto Convention Centre – CFO – Lieutenant
– Ire Williams/Richard Evans- 1115)</span></span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">Ire listened as Anna talked
to him over food. She had been telling him about her part as the one of the Klingon
warriors that was there during bat’leth tournament. </span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“I was told that I going to
be part of the battle and they had already filmed parts of it.”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">Ire paused as he tried to remember
what happened the tournament. He did not remember Anna’s Klingon during the fighting,
but he did have a fleeting image of someone who would resemble her in the background.
</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“I am sorry Anna.”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">She nodded and gave him a
smile.</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“Thank you. I had a word with
the screen writer, and I was told that there might be some more episodes in the
future.”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“I am sure that there will.”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“Keep this under your hat but
there is gossip that there will be a Klingon spin off series next year.”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“Really.”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">She nodded.</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“Yes, the I have been told that
he will be part of the crew. If it is true, it will be so much fun.”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“If it happens?”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">She paused for a moment.</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“Well I was told by Ilsa.”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">He frowned. </span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“Who is Ilsa?</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">She gave him a strange look.</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“Ilsa Fergison? If course
you know her.”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">He shook his head.</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“You know her Richard, she played
the intel Master Chief Rebecca Faust.”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">He shook his head again. He
was about to say that Intel was not his department but caught himself before he
said that.</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“How reliable is this Ilsa?”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“Well, she is sleeping with one
of the writers.”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“I guess that would give her
some validity on her information.”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">He was about to ask more
when Annebell came back with a large bowl of ice cream.</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“Are you going to eat all of
that?”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">She grinned at him and
nodded.</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“Don’t worry Richard, I will
get help her with the ice cream. Don’t you need to be somewhere?”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">He frowned at Anna.</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“Going somewhere?”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“Richard, you did party hard
last night. You have to get to the studio. I will take Annebell around the rest
of the convention centre and take her home later.”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“The studio?”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">Anna rolled her eyes. </span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“Go, go on. If you go now you
can walk. We will be fine won’t we Annebell.”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“Yes, daddy I will be fine
with Aunty Anna.”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">He smiled at Annebell and
nodded to Anna.</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“Okay I see that you are good.
Now Annebell make sure that Aunty Anna dose not go chasing after Klingons.”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“Okay daddy.” <span> </span><span> </span></span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">He picked up his phone. </span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">“Have fun.”</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">He smiled at them as he turned
and headed out of the conference centre.</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">~Now how the prophets do I
get to the studio~</span></p>
<p class="ydp487c57feMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:107%;font-family:"Arial",sans-serif;color:#1D2228;background:white">(Reply none)</span></p>
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