Dissin' Up!
The Murgatroid is underway at Warp 9.2, and Lieutenant Ditzbrain informs me that we will reach the Apollo system in under a day. The crew has been ordered to make sure that they are sober, rested, and ready for possible action upon our arrival. With the absence of Lothar and the Khans, there is actually a non-zero probability of that order being carried out in toto.
When she passed on those orders to the crew, Lieutenant Heavens took it upon herself to announce my promotion to captain as well. Normally, the crew will accept any reason (real or imagined) to throw a party; the fact that they are not attempting to throw a party for me to celebrate my promotion is, I am certain, due to their respect for me and willingness to comply with my directive for sobriety. Still, a cake or other pastry of some sort would have fallen within the acceptable parameters of my guidelines…