"That would be Lieutenant Starbuck, Captain."
"All right. I need to get to the Celestra immediately. Get him down here."
"Yes, sir!"
***
"What's the big hurry, Sergeant?"
"Got me, Lieutenant. Captain says he's got to get to the Celestra right away."
"Hot date, Captain?"
"Something like that, Lieutenant. Are you ready?"
"Considering I could fly a shuttle to the rear of the fleet in my sleep, I guess so. Sir."
"Considering that's probably what you were doing five centons ago, I guess that's a good thing. Let's go."
***
"Put it on autopilot, Lieutenant."
"Is that an order, Captain?"
"It is. I think we need to work on your response time."
"Yes, sir. But should a senior officer like yourself stoop to give remedial instruction to a junior officer."
"How about if I kneel instead?"
"Oh. Ohh! Apollo ... I ... ahh. Yes, oh, gods, yes. Please .. Oh, gods! AHHH!"
"Your response time seems quite good, Lieutenant."
"Thank you, sir."
"It wasn't that special."
"Starbuck, are you blushing?"
"No, Captain, warriors don't *blush*."
"No? Even when their squad leaders do *this*?"
"Eeep."
"Or this?"
"Wha? No, 'Pollo, don't. I ... can't ... hhhaaahhhmmmm."
"You're recovery time is excellent, too, Lieutenant. I'll be sure to put these scores in your records. But I think you'd better switch back to manual now."
" Right. If the Captain would just sit back in the command chair ..."
"Starbuck! That wasn't what I meant by 'manual'! Where did you learn th .... oooohhh. More, more .... Yes, just like that, just like that, justlikethat, JUSTLIKE ...."
"Apollo! Frak! Apollo, are you all right? Felgercarb, how'll I explain *this* to Salik? Oh, no. Why me? How am I going to explain this to Tigh?"
"Mmmm?"
"Apollo, you back with us?"
"Gods, Starbuck!"
"Uh, Apollo?"
"Yeah?"
"I, uh, I hope you're brain's functioning okay."
"I'm fine, why?"
"Well, I'm glad I won't have to explain your unconsciousness to Salik, and maybe you can explain how we got lost to Tigh."