Vincent squinted at the letter again. He understood the words, but in that order, and directed at him? This couldn’t be right.

“Jaz, are you sure this was for me?”

“Yessir, has your name right there on the envelope.” The Mandalorian replied.

The Sith tapped his fingers on his desk, thinking to himself.

“Okay Jaz. I want you to hunt this person down. I don’t care how much effort it takes. Find out who they are. When you do, book them immediately with the best psychiatrist we have on Seraph.”

Aurelis stares at the note, wrinkles her nose and shreds it into the teeniest tiniest pieces possible, waltzes into Mihoshi's office and hides the pieces in the Air Purifier vent for a surprise confetti party.

Miho,
As flattered as I am to receive yet ANOTHER letter of love from you, I have to respectfully decline any and all of your advances. It's not you, it's me.
- Revak

“You Had me at Guilty”

Kalen composed a quick All Hands Bulletin to send out to the entire ships crew.

It read;
"To the person who left the chocolate, flowers, and the love letter on the Captain chair this morning. I have a girlfriend. Though I'm flattered, please cease your romantic advances."

To Whom it may concern,

Up yours,

Tisto

Vortsune: I'm only saying no because I like playing hard to get ;)

Narman: You're sentiments are appreciated, but I am not currently looking for a committed relationship. My apologies.

Itzo: *wink and a sly grin*

Dameeze: Someone make joke of Meez. Not funny!

Ew.

-Nessie