[center][h1][color=17A589]Carla Lobo[/color][/h1][/center]
[hr][center][color=17A589][b]Location:[/b][/color] Med Bay[/center][hr]
Carla had had minimal interaction with the now deceased doctor. None of them were pleasant enough for her to see out further such events in the future. Arrogant, self-centered and presumptuous, even for an owner of a Doctorate degree. She also may have caught him saying something about harvesting her organs when he thought he was out of earshot. It took a lot of talent to stick out as an ugly, odiferous wart in the company of (borderline) sociopaths, but that was one area the late doctor had excelled in. All that said, Carla still found herself annoyed that his death meant that she had to sit around in the Med Bay while his remains had to be cleaned up. Couldn't even die in a professional manner.

As far as Foy went, she didn't go so far as to non verbally acknowledge anything he said beyond maintaining eye contact. She'd get around to helping him when she could, no sooner. And she certainly wasn't going to go search out the new pilot for the sole purpose of cajoling him to lift a box with a man who couldn't be arsed to ask himself. The barber would have to content himself with waiting in the Cargo Bay as she had to with the Med Bay.