[color=bc8dbf]"I guess that's nice... just seems like a waste of your time though... I mean you rarely ever get to take a vacation."[/color] It was a polite way to voice her disapproval without making it a long conversation... again... beating a dead horse and all. Besides, it was ironic enough that she would even make that degree of a comment considering that she took vacations even less than he and yet spent hours picking out clothes and doing her make up on a daily basis. The two of them would never see eye to eye on what activities were 'wasteful' and which ones served a purpose.

[color=bc8dbf]"That sucks that you didn't get to go scuba diving though. I thought the clean up efforts were being more successful lately. Didn't AI (Atlantic International) install that big filter station a couple of months ago?"[/color] 

She wandered in the room with a perplexed look on her face, almost as though she were trying to recall the exact date that their competitor may have completed the install. Pollution had been an issue for a longtime now. The air and water quality was constantly tipping back and forth between 'toxic' and 'barely usable'. The people wanted to see that corporations were actively trying to make things better, and so every now and then one of them would run a clean up campaign to inspire consumers and better their public image. Usually these projects had multiple causes though. Many suspected that the AI clean up station was either a drilling rig or a shipping midway point to cover the cost of its supposed 'clean up' operations. All of the projects were considered long-term anyways. By the time anyone suspected to see any improvements the public would have forgotten all about it anyways. Ona shrugged it off and closed the door behind herself and glanced casually around his apartment. 

[color=bc8dbf]"Seriously Jules? I thought you hired a maid..."[/color]