"Bar," Jim Kirk says with little patience, "I get the joke. Every year I come in on Thanksgiving, and every year you serve me meatloaf shaped like a turkey.
Like we used to do on the ship. Very funny," Jim hates AIs with a sense of humor. "Now can you do me a favor and give some some actual turkey?"
Bar makes the meatloaf vanish and replaces it with a few slices of white meat, cranberry sauce, squash, and sweet potato. "That is better. Thank you. And happy Thanksgiving."
Satisfied, Jim takes his plate to a quiet table and sits down to eat. And to read, having found
an old but noted book on Billy the Kid.
[ooc: Open to all for the weekend - mun will tag as he can, as always.]