"I'll have the Chef's special, please."

Grimsby.15 mins after the court was closed.
 
As Cannon and Echerslike left the courtroom, sharing a secret handshake (see Gelf marriage handshake for a similar example) and congratulations, there were angry stares and mutterings directed at them from the rest of the crew.  Actually, they were hurling abuse, toilet rolls, and some bright spark from engineering had unscrewed some of the seats, which the crew was hurling at them. (one of the security guards who was hit by one was quoted as saying "It was a rat, I tell you!  A giant rat!", but he was rushed off and treated for a suspected concussion.)
"This sucks, the whole thing's a bloody sham!" fumed Steev.  "I can't believe he's going to get away with this!"
"Hmmmm...  well, maybe we can do a little to rectify that....." mused Zack, as he called another couple of crew members over.
 
Later that evening.
The kitchens.
 
Someone dressed in a janitors overalls and carrying a mop walked into thekitchen, avoiding the bustling cooks and waiters rushing around.  She made straight for thehead chef, and tapped on his shoulder.
"Excuse me..... there's a phone call for you at the reception." she said.
"Who could it possibly be at this time?" the Chef fumed as his busy schedule was interrupted.  "Don't they know that I've got a rather large formal dinner to prepare!"
"Oh, it's......... your uncle." replied Katrina (for it was none other!), thinking quickly.
"What!  My uncle's been dead for almost a year now!" gasped the chef.
"Well, you'd better hurry, because it's probably really long distance" Katrina replied, as she dragged the chef off.
 
Two cooks with the brims of their hats pulled down hurried into the busy kitchen, heading for where Cannon's and Eckerslike's meals were being prepared.  "Hey, Zack, the soup's over there" pointed out the rather portly one with a large amount of facial hay, as he helped himself to some unshelled brazil nuts that were in a bowl on the side.
"Right, you keep a look out, and try to look inconspicously." Zack instructed the six foot tall space hamster.  He pulled out a thermos flask from beneath his lab coat, cunningly trimmed to look like a cooks uniform, and unscrewed the top.
"Right, lets see....... Eckerslike talks a lot of crap, so I think some of this will be appropriate." muttered Zack to himself as he took out a green vial, and emptied the strong laxative into the soup.  "And lets see if we can get "Captain" Cannon seeing pixies again."  Zack pulled out an orange vial this time and poured a couple of drops of the powerful hallucigenic into the other bowl of soup.  He then paused for a moment, thinking to himself, and poured the rest in, bleaching the china.
 
"Quick, the chef's coming back!" hissed Whitewolf.
"Alright, I'm done, lets go." Zack replied, as he picked up a tray of cooked lobsters and carried them off to his room, followed by Whitewolf carrying a large bowl of brazil nuts.