They walked to Katrina's quarters. Rico asked,
"Hey, do you seem to have any gym clothes for me? Compressions will do,"
"What? Do I look like a slave to you?"
"Pretty much," Rico said going into her bathroom to take a towel.
"I have, but not for you, they are for my squadron," she reached for her towel, Rico twirled it around his arm and put it out of reach.
"Since I'm here anyways, why waste the effort," he said, he then added, "just for the record, the compressions are unused right?"
"Yeah," she gave up, because she knew Rico won't give in, "fine, you owe me,"
"I'll just cancel some of your debts and call it even," he said with a wink
She reached into her closest and took out compression shirt, and a mouth guard. She knew what he was gonna do, he is gonna play football with the marines and sailors.
"Those are Birdie's, you two are about the same size,"
She threw them to him, he caught them. He walked up to her and said, "Give me your hand,"
She looked at him suspiciously and said, "Why?"
"Come on, just do it,"
She held out her hand slowly, he put a bracelet on her. He winked and said,
"I though this looked cute so I bought it for ya,"
She smiled and said, "favor returned eh?"
He said, "No quite, I did it on my own terms, because I felt like it,"
Rico left for the holodeck, Katrina then said,
"Wait, I'll come along,"