Squishy Things
(Down on my knees)

The glass wasn't actually glass, of course, but transparisteel made a very similar sound to glass when it was hit or tapped. Even when it broke, but that didn't happen often.

So, as Joker tapped his finger to the fish tank twice, the sound seemed loud in the otherwise silent area of the captain's cabin. "They're so...squishy."

"They're jellyfish."

"But they're so weird. And they don't look like hanar at all," Joker tapped on the tank again, trying to get one of the little jellyfish to pay attention to him. "Why'd anyone ever call them that? Those aren't even tentacles."

Sighing, Dylan fidgeted, his back rubbing against the bulkhead as he was sandwiched between Joker and the tank. This was ridiculous; he knew Joker grew up on Arcturus, but he'd grown up in space too and he still knew what a jellyfish looked like before seeing one. If he'd known Liara's fish were going to cockblock him, he might've reconsidered taking care of them for her. "Jeff, hello? Clean-cut ex-Marine on his knees about to take your pants off, here?"

Having his hands up to Joker's waist suddenly seemed awkward.

Joker glanced down at him and made a face, his weight shifting to give one leg a break while the other took the brunt of gravity. Once Shepard actually got going, he'd make with the biotics and solve the 'Joker can't stand up forever even for this' problem, but that hadn't happened yet. "I...I feel like they're watching us."

"Jellyfish don't have eyes," Dylan sighed. Now that he'd said it, though, Dylan couldn't help but feel a little too...observed, himself. Turning his head to the right, he said, louder, "EDI?"

Her avatar popping up like usual, EDI gave a cordial, "Yes, Shepard?"

He asked, "Can the tank lights be dimmed?"

Immediately, the lights in the tank did just that, to the point where they nearly turned off, as EDI said, "Of course."

"There," Dylan threw a smile up at Joker, moved his hands, and then stopped in his tracks. He turned his head again. "EDI, could you...go away?"

"I must remind you, Shepard," she was polite enough not to add 'again' to that, "It is impossible for me to 'go away' in the sense of leaving a room on the Normandy, regardless of projected appearance." After an insanely awkward pause, EDI said, "However, I can assure that I will still adhere to standard procedure and cease recording during non-vital personal activities."

'Non-vital personal activities' somehow sounded dirtier than if she'd skipped the polite euphemism, but when EDI's avatar vanished, Dylan felt perfectly free to get back to those activities.

From the look on Joker's face, he didn't seem to be distracted anymore.