"Supply problems"

Who: White Wolf, Jay, Phil and probably along with 90% of the crew.
Where: In Parrots.
When: Just as 'captain paperwork' makes his exit!
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"Much as I'd love to stay." said Dean, "I should really, well, you
know." He nodded towards his Top Secret File.
"That's probably a good idea." said Jay, ordering a round for him and
Kara, "Anyone else staying?"
"I'll probably go with Captain Paperwork here." said Jasmine.
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White Wolf glances around the bar and says, "Hmm, since I'm Captain
now I guess I better start doing some of the same stuff Seymour used
to - Say Owen, Do you got any of that fancy stuff that Niples drank?"
"I think still have a store of it left since almost nobody else
drinks it, what do you want? One of his berry Cordials?" Replies Owen
as he sets out a bowl in front of White Wolf & Jay.
"Sure." replies the huge hamster leaning against the bar.
Jay grabs a handful from the bowl, and habitually tosses some of it's
contents into his mouth without looking, pausing in his munching to
comment, "Hey Owen, I think your pretzels are getting a little stale."
"Yeah, They taste kinda funny..." said a crewmen next to Jay, who was
sampling from the bowl.
"Nope, there not Pretzels. The guy in supply said we're all outta
pretzels, peanuts and other finger foods. And since customers don't
like drinking that much without something free to munch on, I decided
to take that bloke Grabby, up on his offer for a cheap substitute..."
calls back Owen.
Jay looks down at the bowl and asks, "Ok, so what are these little
dry green nuggets anyway?"
"Hey, Where'd you get those?" Says White Wolf looking down at the
bowl in surprise.
"Their hamster kibble. Grabby said he simply got them from among the
unused supplies." answers Owen.
The crewmen next to Jay suddenly stopped munching opening his mouth,
and quickly brushing the crumbs off his tongue into a handy napkin.
"Stole from my private store of kibble is more like it!!!" Exclaimed
the outraged hamster, "Nicking useful stuff from the JMC stores is
one thing, but nicking a hamster's food is getting really low..."
The hamster turned to Phil who was in midswig and demanded, "How long
has this sort of thing been going on?!?"
Phil paused, thinking that the hamster wasn't going to like the
answer, and noted the hamster would probably like it even less to
find out that he'd lied to him, so truthfully replied, "For quite
some time - ever since our supplies starting running out. Which, I
think was about just after we left New Ibiza. We had to leave so
quickly that we didn't get any fuel, or our usual supplies..."
"Why didn't someone tell me we were running low on fuel?" Demanded
the hamster.
"I think Zodar did - remember his report about how engineering was
powering the ship using someone's knickers?" Prompted Jay.
"Oh yeah, I do remember reading that - I thought he was just
joking... Alright then, let's set a course for the nearest space
station to refuel & resupply the dwarf." Ordered the hamster.
"Can't." replied Phil while taking another swig from his drink.
"Well, Why Not? Is our feul too low to make it to the nearest
station? If so, I'll just have one of our pilots hop into a star bug
and make a feul run no matter what Cerebrum says. The survival of the
dwarf takes priority!" Replies the hamster.
"Well there's that, and the fact that Holly's got us all under
encryption lock down, Courtesy of Jay." said Phil downing the last of
his drink and letting out a satisfied burp.
"WHAT?!?" Exclaimed the gobsmacked hamster turning back toward his
top pilot, "Jay, this isn't some scheme of yours for getting even
with Cerebrum for grounding all the pilots is it?"
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