[@Zora]

As Luke took the paper he noticed the stance of the young man. It was just a guy trying to get the job done it seemed. Stacking his paperwork on top of the gentleman's,[color=a36209]"You ever play before?"[/color] he outstretched his arm that had the Ukulele in it, [color=a36209]"I find it to be the most relaxing of the string instruments...uh your name was?"[/color]. Luke's head turned over his shoulder and he shouted, [color=a36209]"Hey Delilah, get me the C.F. Technology shipment please and bring it on over! Put the pedal to the metal please, we got other customers."[/color] A young lady who had been leaning against the boxes rolled her eyes and gave a quick laugh at Luke. 

No matter what, he did his best to make sure his coworkers understood the importance of doing a good job but still wanted them to enjoy the, at times, mundane work. Luke had been doing this for 5 years now and understood how much standing around at times they had to do. Get the shipment, load the shipment, account for it then unload. The life really wasn't as "exciting" as other careers on the ship. However, it was still an important piece of the puzzle. These were the tools to help alleviate certain short comings that happened in different jobs. It was his teams duty to make sure those tools were kept safe, maintained well, and given over in a professional manner.