The Vice Admiral watched as the cork flew across and hit Ensign Will. As the bewildered ensign walked over, Anderson swivled his chair, with a half-grin and began talking to Captain beside him. Peering from the corner of his eye, he then saw the Commander spill the 'precious' Gallic wine on the ensign as the bartender was comming over. Galen flung his hand behind the counter trying to grab a napkin, hiding his grin, however resulted in a deafening blow to the head.
Everyone looked towards the ruckus at the counter, and at the Vice Admiral.
Pulling another unwilling officer over, he said "We were just uhh.. talking about the situation in the Hudson system weren't we.. uhh Lieutenant?"
The usual dull noise of chatter returned as Galen heard the Ensign ask his question.
