Norton is standing by the equipment locker with a datapad in his hand. Taeren emerges from the inner lobby, hands behind his back, uniform crisp, sleeves rolled down. Norton seems to be taking the serial numbers off the various items in the equipment locker and noting them down in the datapd. "Sergeant," Tay addresses Norton, approaching the other man. Norton shifts the datapad to his left hand and salutes Taeren. With a bland monotone, he addresses the officer. "Sir." Taeren returns the salute. "How goes the quest for order in our equipment, Norton?" The end, I guess.