I'm back - but gone again. Elusive eh?

"Hey remember I was in a coma just now you can't hit me""I won't don't worry" she kissed his forehead"Well I'm going back to my quarters to get on line and buy you... you wanna come along" taking his hand and pulling him close"Your inviting me to your quarters""Yeah, but if you don't want to..."<END SNIP>
Dean almost said no, till he realised what she was suggesting...
"I'm sure I've got a gap in my schedule somewhere.. what you doing in.. say.. 10 seconds time?"
"Nothing I couldn't cancel" said Jasmine, leading Dean towards her quarters. Well, trying to. A big goon got in the way. Followed by 2 others. "Scuse me miss. This is property of one Cubie Richards."
"Who are you?"
"We're from eBay." said the second goon.
"We're to ensure the safe transit of all eBay purchases." added the 3rd.
"So.. Cubie now owns me." said Dean, "I feel abit like Im the parcel in pass the parcel."
"Yeah, only I'm the one who should be removing the top layer." said Jasmine, "not Cubie!"
"Well, it's too late ma'am." said the goon, "he's been taken off teh website until Miss Richards wishes to sell him again."
"Ah, ok." said Dean.
"Aren't you going to try and stop them?" asked Jasmine, wondering why her boyfriend was being so subservient.
"Well." Dean said, "a quick bit of mental arithmetic shows that..", Dean had a quick mutter to himself, "2 + 1...Right!" he said, coming up to normal volume, "There are 4 of them and only 1 of me, besides, the middle one has a cattle prod shoved in my back. Not much I can do really." He shrugged.
The Goon's just frogmarched him away.
"No." said Dean. "No."
"You have to." said Cubie, sadistically."No! I'm not working the counter at McDonalds! I'm the head of navigation for gods sake!"
"Yes, that's your free-time job. Your day job is working the tills here."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!"
Dean's scream could be heard throughout the ship.
 
Dean "McDonalds!?" Thomas