"If you are asking if I am the commander of this vessel; then yes I am. If on the other hand you are asking if I am an idiot then the then answer is a... emphatic NO!" Now Sir; SIT DOWN, before I have you cycled out of an airlock. This is MY ship and you are here at the admiral's request to fix an error in the programming for the engines that MY people found when yours have tried for over 2 months and found NOTHING!" Bridge, Capt.; Paul, get Tammy and the Chief up here and bring those documents. ”Nick put his head in his hands. Every time he thought Simon was making some real progress in understanding personal relationships, his friend would inevitably remind him that any such progress would be slow indeed. “Simon, you are becoming a constant reminder of just how bad things can get if I don’t exercise good judgment with women.”Simon smirked. “You know, Nick, when you say hurtful things like that to me, it really sets me back in my therapy.”“I’ll pay - as long as it takes,” said Nick.. ‘Look, do I get my 30 minutes, or what?’ I asked probably more impatiently then I should have. I instantly regretted it, but I wasn’t going to dare apologize for it. Then I heard him. Well, I heard his laugh. A deep chuckle, but slightly muffled. When the bald little man in front of me stepped to the side and waved me past, I could see him sitting behind a dark wood table, his face in his hands. His laugh had quieted, but his shoulders were still shaking. Looking around the room, I was sure. We can have a bit of a rest there and something to eat.'The restaurant was delightful: half full of older couples, quietly relaxing in the warm simplicity. With a view of the woodland, with a pot-bellied stove pouring out heat, and a service that was unobtrusive and friendly, it just matched their mood. They sat at a little wooden corner table and feasted on hot croissants and rich aromatic coffee. And they talked and talked. Olwen couldn't remember when she had ever talked to anyone so care.