She stared at him flatly for a bit. Nothing personal, really, as Meh Yewll was afflicted with a chronic case of unimpressed, one that she had carefully cultivated after years of not battling the symptoms.

"At least you're not lost." She commented of him specifically identifying the location.

"I'm Dr. Yewll. I work in the infirmary. If this is actually your first visit, then you'll eventually have to be cleared by medical. Because, as you well know, potentially contaminated individuals yanked out time and space are best placed in the location where people eat."

She lifted her cup. "In the meantime, want a cup of coffee? There are replicators over there."