Go Fish

The dim emergency lighting flashed in the driveroom. The cluster of figures huddled around the driveroom did not notice, their minds were focused on one of the groups members.
Dean's face was giving away nothing, and the group were waiting for the decision. Nobody moved, they were all waiting for the words, that were sure to come from Dean's mouth soon, and which would change things dramatically.
 
"Go Fish."
The crew relaxed, Allie put down her cards and strolled over to the window and looked at the planet below. One by One the rest of crew joined her, well, almost. Rio and Dean were playing lightsaber battles with chopsticks.
"Tsshh. Obe Wank A Knobee. You're time has come. You are weak, and should not of come.Tssh."
"At last we meet, the circle is complete." replied Lomaz, trying to get over Dean's rendition of the name.
"Ah, shut up you too. Can you go and get us some fish suppers or something?"
"Oh, alright."
Dean and Rio left the room, turned right, then faced the dispenser.
"Luke, take your father's plaice." said Dean.
"Feel the power, of the shark side." replied Lomaz.
"What'll it be?" asked the dispenser, interrupting the bad puns.
"7 cod and chips please." said Lomaz
"Use the sauce Luke."
"Oh can it." said Rio.
"Alright." replied Dean, with a face that said 'Aww..but it's so much fun.'
 
Walking back into the driveroom, Dean and Lomaz started frisbee-ing the fish suppers to the rescue crew. "Any news on the team?" asked Dean, narrowly avoided hitting Ashley the Ensign in the face with a flying cod.
"Sorry."
"Nope. Why's she here anyway?" asked Allie.
"Absolutely no idea."
"Fair enough."
"Now, Dean, you are clearly from Io. As you are a 'salt 'n' sauce' man." said Cain, strolling, menacingly into the driveroom.
"Well done indeed. And the fact that you have read my bio and history which says that I am from Io has nothing to do with this sudden insight?"
"That's not the point."
"Dean..." whispered Rio, "you're pissing him off. Not good."
"Well, anyway, do come and join us for an..." Dean opened his fish supper, "interesting, novel and certainly original idea of a fish supper."
"Still tastes of fish." said Ashley.
"Still here?" asked Allie
"Yup."
"Fair's fair."
"What you all doing here anyway?" asked Cain
"Waiting for either a request for help" said Allie
"(likelihood: 100%)" Dean whispered to Lomaz
"or the teams return"
"(likelihood: I'm pretty sure you can work it out.)"
 
Dean "Use the Sauce" Thomas
 
I'm Back! And I'm Bad! (Obviously within certain, sensible, preset parameters)
 
<OOC: Guys, ready when you are>