If you don't get caught...

Who: Patrick Cerebrum
Where: Psychiatric Department
Cerebrum, after Harris left, leaned back in his chair. This ship had
the largest number of insane people together in one place that he had
ever seen outside of an asylum. It would have been a wonderful
opportunity for him to test out radical new methods, except that none
of the people in charge of the money apparently had any desire for
advancing mankind's knowledge of the mind. Bastards.
Anyway, while he was waiting for the research grant to go through, he
might as well acquire some equipment to work with beforehand. He
stood up and walked towards the door, pausing once to talk to the
appendix, "Appendix, stay here and talk," he thought about that for a
second, talk wasn't exactly the right word, "or rather, mentally
converse with anybody who comes in. Take appointments from anybody
who wants one and don't overbook me. I'll be in the medi-bay steal-,
er, acquiring through completely legal means some stuff we'll need to
treat the crew, or the mentally ill, means the same thing on this
ship."
"Completely legal means?" thought the Appendix at him.
"Yeah, the ancient saying, 'If you don't get caught, it isn't a
crime.' I follow that saying a lot in my experiments that may be
considered slightly semi-legal by some people, such as the
government, other scientists and the police. Oh yes, and I didn't say
that last statement so don't bother telling any federal agents who
come by that I did."
Later, in the medi-bay
Cerebrum was busy loading equipment onto a push-cart, trying to look
like he actually belonged there, which involved not making eye
contact with anybody, avoiding conversations, ignoring the existence
of other people and praying that nobody important would show up.
Cranial analyzers, electrodes, laser scapels, portable cold fusion
generators, a variety of pharmeceutical products, a lifesign
monitoring system and a very nice, very expensive holographic
coordination and control system that he was sure nobody would miss
(except possibly the medi-bay staff, the patients in the medi-bay and
anybody who went into the medi-bay) all got loaded onto the cart.
Making sure nobody was looking, he pulled a sheet off of a nearby
bed, placed it over the cart and casually strolled out of the medi-
bay, heading towards the lift.