Mark tried to cover the involuntary squirms that percolated through his body.Wen laughs, "Yeah, it'll probably be me that ends up unstopping the loo. What I want to know is do we have anyone with Steward experience besides me?"
"I'm not a bad cook, but having someone else to swap off with will give some variety to the meals, and as all of you probably know, a ship travels on its jump drive, but it's crew travels on is stomach."Wen grins.
Well Mark, my boy, looks like there's no escaping it. No one mutinied when you were in the galley.
Mark waits for a pregnant-enough pause in the conversation before volunteering,"uh... Captain Wen, Sir, I did spend some time in the galley on the, uh, Roughshod Trader. So, if push comes to shove, I suppose, uh... I could take turns or something..."