Dylan and Beka were walking down the corridor towards the mess hall. Dylan had spent the last two hours listening to his friends explain what had happened to him over the last forty- eight hours. He seemed to be torn between mild amusement and unmitigated horror at his own behavior.

"I can't believe I said I could cook." He groaned as Beka finished telling about the disastrous dinner he had prepared. "I should know better than to go anywhere near a stove after that pancake incident." He said with a shudder.

"Yes, well, you weren't exactly behaving normally." Beka laughed.

"I guess not." He said gloomily. "I really am sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable or if I upset you, Beka. I would never intentionally do that to you."

"I know Dylan." She replied with a small smile. "Besides it wasn't all bad. Some of the things you did were quite nice actually."

"Really?" he asked shyly. "What things?"

Before she could elaborate any further, Dylan suddenly pushed Beka up against the wall. She was momentarily startled until she saw Rommie bearing down on them at a full run. Rommie tore around the corner and disappeared before either of them could react further. Tyr came tearing down the hallway after Rommie.

"But Roooommmiiieee, I love you!" He called. "Please wait, we can work this out! ROMMIE!!"

His voice disappeared as he also turned into another corridor, searching for his fleeing love. Beka and Dylan suddenly became aware of how close they were standing together, pressed up against the wall. Dylan jumped back as if he had been burned. Indeed his face appeared as red as fire itself.

"So, umm," he stuttered. "Has he been like that the whole time?" he asked, pointing down the corridor Tyr had disappeared into.

"Pretty much." Beka said, straightening up from where she had been pushed against the wall. "You really missed a good show. Tyr is quite the showman." She laughed.

Shaking his head, Dylan sighed and asked, "Was I that pathetic?"

"Yes." Beka said, her face breaking into an ear-to-ear grin. "But don't worry. I promise not to mention the last two days ever again."

"Really?" he asked doubtfully.

"Really. Besides, I have no need to mention it. I made sure Andromeda recorded every second of it."

"You what?" he asked dismayed.

Beka put her hands behind her back and skipped away a few paces. "I also made sure that those recordings were transferred to my private files where only I can access them. Just in case." She said grinning even wider. She was enjoying making him as uncomfortable as he had made her lately.

"Just in case of what?" He asked with a growl.

"Oh you never know; they might come in handy some day. Who knows what I may have need of in the future. I figure I have a lifetime supply of blackmail material on those tapes." She said with a laugh.

"Ha Ha! Very funny." Dylan said, although he looked slightly worried.

Beka continued to skip off down the corridor. Dylan hesitated then started to follow her.

"Beka, you are just kidding right? Right Beka? Beka!!!!"