Situation/Ready Room
Hattie was given a stern look when the cabbie dropped her off outside the otherwise nondescript building. She smoothed her wool skirt suit and adjusted the brim of her felt hat. She knew where she was going, but the cabbie only knew military types went in there and this bird wasn't dressed the part.
"Where's your uniform?" he demanded.
Hattie returned his look, defiant. "I am consulting, if you must know...from Cambridge."
Properly chastened, he doffed his cap and accepted the coins she offered. As she walked inside she was braced by military police and checked against a list. A young female corporal visually confirmed that she'd met Dr. Falcate previously and Hattie was allowed to pass inside.
"Sorry for the bother," the corporal began, but Hattie waved her off.
"I understand and it's no doubt necessary, what with the Boche sniffing all about."
"Quite right. This way, Doctor."
Hattie followed the adjutant with a smile and was escorted to the ready room.
"Tea, Doctor?
"Oh, well, no bother, Corporal. I'm sure you have better things to do."
"It is no bother, Doctor."
Hattie was getting the idea the corporal was quite pleased to see a woman in some position of power and probably wondered how she fit on to the Odd Squad. "I appreciate the offer, assuredly. But I will abstain." And with that, Hattie entered the Situation Room.
The Corporal saluted, did a a smart about face and was off.
"Hello," Hattie offered as she entered the room. "I'm Hattie Falcate. And who might you blokes be?"
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