"Nice Work If You Can Get It"
Hoshi waved at Malcolm as he picked up his dinner, and came over. "I'm sorry to hear you won't be joining us for shore leave," he said, sitting down.
"Yeah, that's too bad." Trip poked at his fish. "I'll almost feel bad having fun."
"Don't do that," Hoshi said. "I'm sure I'll keep busy."
Trip frowned. "Don't work too hard."
Twenty-four hours later, she sank back in bed with a sigh, picking up the first linguistics journal in her pile. She sorted through her box of emergency chocolate, choosing a coconut cream.
"Ah, nice work if you can get it."
Hoshi waved at Malcolm as he picked up his dinner, and came over. "I'm sorry to hear you won't be joining us for shore leave," he said, sitting down.
"Yeah, that's too bad." Trip poked at his fish. "I'll almost feel bad having fun."
"Don't do that," Hoshi said. "I'm sure I'll keep busy."
Trip frowned. "Don't work too hard."
Twenty-four hours later, she sank back in bed with a sigh, picking up the first linguistics journal in her pile. She sorted through her box of emergency chocolate, choosing a coconut cream.
"Ah, nice work if you can get it."