rescue mission

Ok so now Chrysler was pissed off. He'ed been back from     shore leave for a few days and he'ed already been locked in quarantine, attacked by an inbred at the bar and now his wall had been eaten. Pretty everyday stuff. He figured the best thing to do would be to contact Smegg.
"Lt. Chrysler to Drive Room"
"Niples here, go ahead Leiutenant."
"What the SMEG is going on, commander. my walls been eaten, along with half of the ship along the starboard side."
"We're having trouble with crazy hallucionogenic thingys at the moment Lt, we'll get an engineering team along to patch up the hole asap, in the mean time report to the flight deck, we may need you pilot a rescue mission for Lt Cmdr Smegg and his team on the planet"
Chrysler acknowledged the order and made his way to the flight deck.