On the brigde, Scottee hailed the vessel four of his collegues and friends had just boarded.

"Captain! Is everything all right? What is that you're eating?" he inquired.

"Hmm? Oh, we're fine," Jim answered non-chalantly(once again, bad spelling, help me out!), "This...is the most delicious substance I have ever tasted!"

"What it is, Captain?"

"Well...Dr. McCoy seems to be refering to it as Poopy, but I think Mr. Spock's word is more appropriate, that being Excrement." Everyone's mouth fell open in disgust and they felt like they were going to barf.

"Captain!" Lieutenant Uhrhura(help!)said, "You must get out of there! You've gone insane!"

"Oh, no, I assure you, my dear Ms. Uhrhura, I'm quite sane. If you don't believe me, come try it for yourself. Or! You could just listen to Spock's testimony. Tell me, Spock, what do you think of this substance that covers the floor?"

"It's the most delicious thing I've ever tasted!" Spock said enthusiastically, nodding his head up and down excitedly.

"Now we KNOW something's wrong!" Chekov said.

"Chekov, take over. I'm going down to the transporter room to get them back."

Once Jim, Spock, and Bones were back, Jim said,

"Scottee! No! We've got to get back to that wonderful stuff!"

"Sir! Where's Sulu?"

Jim looked around, confused.

"Well--I don't know," he said, almost seeming amazed at his lack of omnicience.

"He's still on the ship!" Scottee shouted, "We've got to get him back!"