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When Shepard and Tali walk out of Milliways, they end up where they originally thought their door was going to go - inside a docking control hutch. They exchange looks for some stretch of awkward silence before Tali says, "So...what do we tell people?"

"We don't," Shepard says. "There's no point. And no way it would be worth the trouble. If we see someone we know there, then we can talk to them about it, but not otherwise."

Tali nods. "Right." Pause. "Is...is it okay to go back on purpose?"

Shepard raises an eyebrow. "That's really up to you, Tali. But I don't know honestly know how you could do it. Or if it's even possible."

The quarian reaches into one of the pockets in her belt and pulls out a little plastic cocktail sword. "From the Bar. I overheard someone saying that if you carry an object from there with you, you can go back whenever you want."

"Hm." Shepard gives Tali a long, careful look. "For the garage?" she asks archly.

Tali looks down and scuffs a foot on the floor.

"Just try not to take apart anyone's stuff next time, okay? You wouldn't do it back on the flotilla, would you?"

"Actually, under certain circumstances..." Tali begins, before looking up and realizing that it was a rhetorical question. "All right," she concedes. "I won't."

"Glad we established that," Shepard says. "Now come on, we have some work to do."