Nyota blinked. "What?" And then her mind informed her that, after checking, no that last transmission had been processed correctly. Doctor Alderin had just asked her to kiss him.
There was a sharp inhale of breath as her head spun from the force of the blood rushing to her cheeks. "Uhm, uh..." Her mouth worked stupidly and mutely for a few before she coughed through the moment. "Uh, Doctor Alderin, while I am, er, immensely honored you chose me out of all possible candidates -- " was that weird, that sounded weird "--I, I'm not really free to do so, really, uhm.."
Oh god, this was aweful. He looked miserable about doing it, and she felt terribly awkward about being asked, and worse about having to turn that pleading face down, but she really couldn't! He picked the worst person in the entire room to ask. Why couldn't he have asked April, the yeoman one table over, mildly renowned for her...readiness. Or Hannah, who have thought it great fun.