XIsidro: Ah, the new kid! How's it going, new kid?
Travis: Oh, just wonderfully, sir. Couldn't be better. I can't think of anything I'd rather do for six weeks than update file systems and collate reports.
Isidro: So you'd be free to help me out with a little task then?
Travis: I -- yes! Absolutely! Uh -- what kind of task?
Isidro: Oh, just a little domestic thing. Imperial officer takes up with local girl -- as happens -- boy breaks it off, girl shows up claiming that under local law she's his common-law wife and thus entitled to Imperial citizenship -- boy claims she tricked him into the relationship only to get the citizenship -- which is targeting an officer, and thus treason -- girl vanishes, then shows up three months later claiming to be pregnant, boy says it isn't his... and now they're getting an arbitrated meeting as a start to sorting out their, ah, differences, which the girl has insisted be off Imperial property. We're there as moderators.
Travis: ... it's too late to go back to collating reports, isn't it?
Isidro: Your job is to restrain the woman when the fighting starts. Rank hath its prvileges, and not having fingernail gouges all over your face is one of them.