He straightened his red necktie ever so slightly...applied one last layer of gel to his hair to make sure it looked perfectly slick...rolled his shoulders to smooth out the stress. Yes indeed, he was ready for showtime.
It wouldn't be easy, of course, but it was time someone took action. After all, the Axiom needed to be sent back to Space, where it belonged. More importantly, it needed to get there quickly, before other ships got it in their heads that returning to Earth was a good idea! He practiced that winning smile that had passed down from generation to generation, from Great Grandpa to Grandpa to Dad and now to him.
"Computer, activate communications network. Link me to the Axiom." he requested, making sure to test the peppiness of his tone.
"Activating Communications Network. Linking to Axiom Communications Network." the computer replied obediently.
One last adjustment of the tie, a little spray for the throat...aaaand...
"Um...hello? This is, uh, Captain MacCrea of the Axiom speaking." a slightly confused voice called out as the Holoprojector opened up, revealing the voice to belong to a...rather pudgy man in a Captain's suit. "Who...um...who are YOU?"
"Name's Forthright." he replied gleefully. "Milton Forthright, and I was hoping to talk to you about the Axiom, Captain..."