[@Catchphrase] mentioned.

Fay smiled as she got a response from Epsilon, and in turn, began to make her own response. By now, the SPL (survival party leader) had entered the command center. Fay nodded once to him, before speaking.
"Epsilon, [i]Iron Lady[/i]. We have four weeks worth of food, few weapons and little ammunition. We're trying to grow our own food, but almost nobody is that good at it, and it's a failing attempt. We request that we dock with you, and initiate relations." She says monotone, as if reading from a script.