"I could keep an eye out for the place where I got it done," Jim offers, catching that envious look on the Cylon's face. "It might pop up again one of these days, and they do custom-tailor it if you need it. I've got some annoying medical allergies, so mine had to be adapted specifically for me." Of course, just because he's looking won't mean that he'll ever find it again, but it's possible, and it's the thought that counts, right?

Jim has the information that he was looking for, but he's enjoying the conversation and the chance to get to know Caspar a little more, so he leans up against the nearest support that isn't gonna mess up the display any. "Yeah, tell me about it. I've only been keeping it from Starfleet for one year, but it's a headache and a half to cover up all the little discrepancies sometimes. Hell, I'm planning to help move over an entire fleet of refugees and half the planning's less about logistics and more about how the hell to explain them showing up all of a sudden."