USS Cherokee 10808.17 Just Desserts Part 13

Starring 
Trish Yarborough, as Executive Producer and Adm-Alexander
Steve Weller as CIV_Ayidee
Dawn Freeman as OPS_Nash 
Zach Farland as CNS_Wells
Chris Wakelin as CMO_Ens_Downer

Absent
Brandon Mitcham as CO_Worthington 
Mark Haslam as XO_Cmdr_Hazzard 
Rob Bindles as FCO_LtJG_Zdunovski
Christine Sheed as CEO_LtJG_Pasco

Host SM-Trish says:
After an unexpected delay in the trial, various members of the crew have been given the opportunity to do some shopping on Earth.  OPS, CIV, CMO, and the 2nd Officer have beamed down to the shopping district in San Francisco.

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Host Adm-Alexander says:
@::walking the ship, she sees the morale is somewhat low, considering why they are circling Earth.  Perhaps more shore leave would help the situation.::

CIV_Ayidee says:
::Walking the streets, wondering how many, if any, of the people know or care who we are.::

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
::walking in front of a line of shops, she is getting a feeling of people staring at her., she just walks on by not paying attention,::

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
::Looks at his pants and sighs::  ALL:  I look terrible in jeans.

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
CMO:  Well maybe you should've made them better.  ::smiles playfully::

CIV_Ayidee says:
CMO: I've seen worse.  Still think we should have gone to Minsk, though.  Heard great things about that city from people, never been there though.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
@::tapping her badge, she calls the Captain and asks to see him::

CNS_Wells says:
::Following the others along the streets of San Francisco.::

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
::Grins::  CIV:  Minsk?  Minsk is ok, but you guys have to try this little restaurant in the Wharf.  You will love it!

CNS_Wells says:
::Listening but, not saying very much::

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
ALL:  Also, I think there is a place around here I can buy new pants.

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
ALL:  Just as we all need, new clothes to clutter our quarters.

CIV_Ayidee says:
CMO: There's a place, right across the street.  ::Points to a Lane Bryant.::

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
::Nods and turns to the Lane Bryant.  He looks at this crewmates and shakes his head::  ALL:  What a group of gloomy gusses.  Do you really need your crusty and socially awkward CMO to cheer you all up?

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
CIV:  Tio, I don't think he would want to go in there, I'll be the one they are geared for.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
OPS:  Who is Lane Bryant?

CIV_Ayidee says:
OPS: They don't carry blue?  What kind of a store only carries gold?

CNS_Wells says:
::Following the others looking in the store windows::

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
CMO/CIV:  Lane Bryant is a line of shops that dates back awhile.  They sell clothes that tend to cater to women's clothing.

CIV_Ayidee says:
OPS: Oh, thanks.  
CMO: Sorry, just saw they sold clothes, forgot the human tradition of splitting along gender lines.

CNS_Wells says:
::Wonders if he should suggest a good stiff drink?  Not a big drinker but, really feels the need, once in awhile, to really tie one on::

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
::Raises his eyebrow.::  CIV:  Huh?  I didn't know either.  Oh well.  Anybody hungry?

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
CIV:   It's okay, Tio.  That place really doesn't suit my style in clothes anyway.

CNS_Wells says:
CMO: Thirsty, perhaps.

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
CMO:  What do you have in mind?

CIV_Ayidee says:
CMO: A bit.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
OPS:  Anything that doesn't come from a Replicator.  And somewhere the counselor can get a drink.

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
CMO:  Just as long as it is a place where I can find something for my specific taste buds.

ACTION:  Down the street is a famous steakhouse.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
::Points::  ALL:  Look, a steakhouse.  I could use a good steak.

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
ALL:  Me too.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
@::taps her com badge after returning to her quarters.  She feels the need for company::

CIV_Ayidee says:
CMO: Sounds good, just hope they don't fill it up with too much green stuff.

CNS_Wells says:
CMO: Dead cow flesh?  Really, Doctor.  Okay, what the heck. I'm sure a place with that kind of stature must have a bowl of peanuts.  I'll get my proteins that way.  ::Smiles, even though it hurts to::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
@*CNS*:  Gary, I was told a group of you are in San Francisco.  Can a very tired Admiral join your party?

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
::Looks at Ayidee with a puzzled face::  CIV:  Where did you last get a steak?

CIV_Ayidee says:
CMO: Most places throw that stuff in, like salads belong in a meal of that type.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
::Finally gets it::  CIV:  Oh, salad.  whew.

CNS_Wells says:
*ADM*: We would be honored Admiral.  We are about to enter a "steakhouse" near Lorado Street.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
@*CNS*:  Super, I will be there shortly.  Alexander out.

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
::follows everyone else into the "steakhouse"::

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
::Laughs and mutters under his breath::  Self:  Boy, that family I diagnosed with Altarian encephalitis was more fun to hang out with,

CNS_Wells says:
CMO/CIV/OPS: The Admiral will be joining us. Can I suggest a table by a window?

Host Adm-Alexander ::walks into a transporter room and has the Chief beam her to the crew's location:: (Transporter.wav)

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
CNS:  Sure.

CIV_Ayidee says:
CNS: Sounds good, never hurts to have a good view, even if there's only one star out at the moment.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::blinks slightly as her eyes adjusts to the bright sunlight.  Living onboard a ship, the light tends to be quite different::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::looking around, she sees the sign above her head that says "San Francisco's Finest Steakhouse".  This nust be the place!::

CNS_Wells says:
CIV: The window is in case we need to make a quick exit.  It's a good rule to follow in Starfleet.  Always get a seat by the window, in a public place.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
CIV:  Should I order the Porterhouse in case we need a weapon?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::seeing the door, she walks through it and begins to look around for her crew, not knowing who was with Gary for sure;:

CNS_Wells says:
CMO: If it comes with a steak knife and a good bottle of Bordeaux.

CIV_Ayidee says:
CNS: Surprising, wouldn't expect that answer from you.

CNS_Wells says:
CIV: I too have my dark side, Commander.

CNS_Wells says:
::Sees the Admiral enter:: ADM: We are here, Admiral.  ::Stands to receive her::

CIV_Ayidee says:
CNS/ CMO: If it comes down to knives, we're in trouble with a capital T.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::smiles and waves to the CNS.  She walks in their direction::

CIV_Ayidee says:
Adm: Greetings and welcome.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
CIV: Mmmm, T-bone.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ALL:  So good to see you!  I feel like I needed a break, and who better to have for company?  ::smiling at each of them::

CNS_Wells says:
CIV: There are some folk who deserve to be sliced and diced and sautéed in their own juices, Mr. Ayidee.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
ADM:  I have never eaten a steak with a flag officer before.

CIV_Ayidee says:
CNS: I'd never disagree with that.  I'm just saying that knives aren't exactly my...specialty?

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
::she sees the Admiral and smiles then she returns her attention to her menu trying to decide between the porterhouse or the rib-eye.::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CMO:  As long as I have on civilian clothes, I am just Trish.  I left Starfleet up on the Cherokee.  ::grins::

CNS_Wells says:
::Orders a scotch, neat, from the waiter:: Waiter:  Just bring the bottle and a glass, please.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
Waiter:  If would like some fruit juice and a menu please.

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
Waiter:  Unsweetened Iced Tea, no lemon, extra ice, please.

CIV_Ayidee says:
Waiter: Milk, 25 degrees Celsius please.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
::Looks at Gary and raises his eyebrows::  CNS:  Should I get the stomach pump warmed up?
Waiter: Rye and cola please.

CNS_Wells says:
CMO: What for?  He always drinks milk.  ::Smiles at the CMO reassuringly::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::looking at everyone::  ALL:  Has everyone decided what they are going to order?  ::has her eye on a super deluxe salad::

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
::Leans to Gary and whispers:: CNS:  Gary I have a question.  What do you know about Janet Monroe?

CIV_Ayidee says:
Adm: Something without green in it if I can manage.

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
ADM:   Yeah, I think so.

ACTION:  The waiter appears at their table and begins to distribute the drinks.

CNS_Wells says:
CMO: She a top-notch Doctor.  Why? Is she being to bossy for you?

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
CNS:  Um, no. Yes, she is a good doctor.  No, I mean is she married?

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
::takes her tea::  Waiter:  Thank you.

CNS_Wells says:
Waiter: Thanks.  ::Takes the bottle and glass and utilizes them both appropriately::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CIV:  You can always order different sides that do not include greens Tio.

CNS_Wells says:
CMO: Ooh! No.  No, she isn't married, or seeing anyone as far as I know.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::takes her juice from the waiter and takes a big sip::  Waiter: Excellent!  Just the right temperature.

CNS_Wells says:
ADM: You look ravishing in civies, Admiral.  Living proof the Starfleet uniform has absolutely no appeal.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
Waiter:  I would like your deluxe salad.  No meat please.  Just add extra boiled eggs or something like that.  I would like the nice sour dough rolls with it.  Warmed of course ::grinning up at him until he blushes::

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
Waiter:  I'll take the Rib-eye, cooked Medium, Sides are a double helping of asparagus, and then a side salad with Ranch dressing.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CNS:  Why thank you Gary!  Just a little something I bought on Betazed.  I love loose filmy clothes.

CIV_Ayidee says:
CNS: No appeal?  I wouldn't go that far.
Waiter: Ribs, full rack please.

CNS_Wells says:
CIV: Please, we wear the same thing every day.  They do absolutely nothing for the body.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
Waiter:  24oz porterhouse, a side of horseradish,  fries and beans please.

ACTION:  A group of men at the bar have been staring at the crew.  Their conversation is getting louder, but not loud enough for the crew to hear or notice.

CNS_Wells says:
::Looks at waiter ready to take his order:: Waiter: Oh no, I'm fine with this.  ::Toast to the young waiter as he leaves::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CNS:  Gary, you are not eating?

CIV_Ayidee says:
CNS: No physical appeal then, some may disagree, but that's part of the point.

CNS_Wells says:
ADM: No Ma'am. I'm on a liquid diet, today.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
CIV:  Have you ever seen the female uniforms they have on display at the Starfleet museum from about 100 years ago?

CNS_Wells says:
CIV: What's wrong with looking good at work?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::she raises her eyebrows slightly but makes no comment.  He is old enough to know what he is doing.::

CNS_Wells says:
CMO: Yes, and some guys wore those shorty things too.

CIV_Ayidee says:
CMO: Yes, although the sexism of different uniforms was a bit over the edge to me.

CIV_Ayidee says:
CNS: Nothing at all.  Just saying some like the look of the uniforms.

ACTION:  The waiter leaves to turn in their order.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
ALL:  I have always found lab coats to be sexy.

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
:she is trying not to let her mind drift to her personal problems.::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CMO:  They were a little short back then.  I would hate to know I had to bend over in one of them!  ::laughing hard::

CNS_Wells says:
::Drains his glass and pours another::  All: Maybe we should adopt a casual Friday kinda thing to the dress code.  ::Smiles::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  What do you think Kyleigh?

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
ADM:  I think someone was on some strange narcotic when they thought of that uniform style.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CNS:  What do you suggest as casual?

CNS_Wells says:
ADM: She's probably thinking that Starfleet uniform maternity clothes coulda used some work.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::roars with laughter at her reply::  OPS:  How about male designed?  I think that would explain it, wouldn't you?

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
ADM:  Exactly!! Men are all the same. ::chuckles::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  I don't know if that is good or bad, but I believe and Earth saying fits.  "You can’t live with them and you can't shoot them".  ::laughs hard again::

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
CNS:  My maternity uniform was just fine.

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
::laughs with the ADM::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CNS:  How did you enjoy your visit with your son?

CNS_Wells says:
All: The uniform isn't even practical.  How many times have you guys been in battle or some other situation and you had to stop what you was doing to pull down your riding up shirt to cover your bellybutton?

CIV_Ayidee says:
OPS/ Adm: Not all of anything are the same, except maybe the...never mind.  Infinite Diversity is more than a saying.

CNS_Wells says:
ADM: Huh? Oh, that was just great Ma'am.  I hope to see him again before we leave.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
CNS:  I wear an undershirt.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CNS:  You are right about that one!

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
ALL:  I have also been told I have a sexy bellybutton.

CNS_Wells says:
All: Yup, I'm always right ::Drains another glass::

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
::nearly chokes on her tea at the CMO's last comment::

CNS_Wells says:
CMO: Me too!

CNS_Wells says:
CMO: Have you seen Mr. Hazzard's?  It looks like a big donut.

ACTION:  The men at the bar are loud enough now to attract the crew's attention.  Their conversation is not polite and they are pointedly making disparaging remarks about the Cherokee and her crew.

CIV_Ayidee says:
CNS: The uniform is more than clothing, it's part of what we do.  It's a symbol.  ::Looks over to the bar.::  Some don't understand that.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
CNS:  I can't comment on the XO's weird body.  I have taken a vow not to make fun of him anymore.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::tries to hide her laughter at the remarks the CNS and CMO are making but can't quite do it.  Then she hears another conversation and begins to frown.::

ACTION:  The waiter appears with their food and sits each down in front of the person who ordered it.

CNS_Wells says:
CMO: You never should vow anything... ::Notices the goons at the bar::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ALL:  This looks wonderful!  ::reaches for a warm roll and the butter to put on it::

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
::she laughs at the topic of Mark, but then the noise from the bar gets a little louder she ignores the bar people as her food arrives.::

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
::Looks over to the bar and frowns.  He looks at his friends trying to have a nice time and gets angry.  He takes a drink of his rye and glares at them::

CNS_Wells says:
All: You think those guys have a problem with us?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ALL:  Anyone for a roll?  ::picks up the basket and extends it::  Just ignore them and let's have a nice supper.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
::Grins and takes a roll::  ADM:  Thank you.

CNS_Wells says:
::Takes a roll:: ADM: Yeah, I'll take a roll.

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
ADM:  No Thanks, I've got enough.  ::she is beginning to eat her asparagus::

CIV_Ayidee says:
CNS: They probably do, but that's their problem.
::Starts eating the ribs.::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::takes a big bite of her salad::  ALL:  I don't know what kind of dressing they put on this, but it is superior.  Glad I let them choose their house special.

CNS_Wells says:
::Stands. Takes the roll and whips it at the head of the loudest mouth:: Thug: You wanna hold it down?  People are eating here.

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
::she casually eats her meal, not paying attention to the bar.::

CNS_Wells says:
::Stays standing::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CNS:  Gary, sit down this minute!

CIV_Ayidee says:
CNS: That may not have been wise.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
::Stares at the CNS and shakes his head::  CNS:  Gary!  That is terrible! ... Your aim sucks.  ::He whips his roll at them too::

ACTION:  The men hear the CNS's challenge and begin to stand up.

CNS_Wells says:
CIV: Why not?  Sometimes a guy just needs to poke another guy in the nose.  And, those guys are asking for it.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::sighs, this is not going well at all::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CMO:  You sit down as well.  You two ... ::doesn't finish what she is thinking::

ACTION:  The men hearing the CMO begin walking to the crew's table.

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
::keeping to herself, she continues to eat her meal.::
CNS_Wells says:
ADM: Sorry, Ma'am but did I mention you don’t look a thing like my Admiral?  ::Leaves the table to discuss manners at the bar::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
<Man1> ALL:  Well, I do believe it is the yellow belly crew from the Cherokee.  ::and all begin to laugh::

CIV_Ayidee says:
CNS: They may be, but that doesn't mean we need to oblige.  Noblesse Oblige and all that.

CNS_Wells says:
::Approaches the thug squad:: Them: You guys got something to say?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::shakes her head and stands.  She walks over to stand between the CNS and the men.  Just as she gets there, one of the men rears back and hits her square in the eye.

CNS_Wells says:
CIV: I'm nothing if not accommodating, Sir.
::Leaps over the table, then drops rolling into the puncher's legs.::

CNS_Wells says:
Them: Oh no, you didn't just...  ::Squares off and belts the guy::

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
::Jumps up and jumps off the table aiming a kick at the guy's head who punched the Admiral::

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
::she takes her last bite of her meal and then takes a long last drink of her Iced Tea, she had not eaten a meal that fast in ages but she couldn't let good food go to waste.::

ACTION:  The fight begins in earnest.  Six strangers against 3 crew.

CNS_Wells says:
::Turns and isn't disappointed in finding another in need of a lesson.  He swings, he hits, he scores::

ACTION:  3 strangers go down.  3 left to go.  The Admiral decks one closest to her.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
ALL:  Get ready to be diagnosed!

CNS_Wells says:
ADM: Now, there's MY Admiral. Nice shot. ::Swings for the nearest baddy::

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
::He punches at the nearest enemy face he can find::

CIV_Ayidee says:
::Stands back up, looking to try and minimize the damage some.  Then looks at the doctor.::  CMO: Diagnosed?

ACTION:  3 more men join the fray.  Two try to jump the civilian.  One slides off Tio's back.

CNS_Wells says:
CMO/CIV: My diagnosis is this guy is gonna need traction! ::Swings again::

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
::Looks at CIV and rushes to his aid::  CIV:  Diagnosed with swift fists of fury!

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
::she is staying out of this, wanting to be a role model for her children.::

CIV_Ayidee says:
::Grabs the other one, trying to add to his momentum while throwing off the aim.::

ACTION:  The CMO takes the one that missed Tio.  Tio takes the other and spins him around and shows the man his claws.  He backs away and runs for the door.

CNS_Wells says:
CMO: Business was slow, huh, Doc?  We needed to find some heads to fix.  ::Kicks the knee out of an approaching would be assailant.::

ACTION:  The CNS has taken down two and is working on another one.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
::Trying to remember the points of pain on a human body and gives up just punching the guy on him in the kidneys::
CNS:  Should I call Janet and have the sickbay ready?

CIV_Ayidee says:
::Moves for another foe, wondering how many friends there are.::

ACTION:  The Admiral looks around to see if anyone else wants to joins in the fight.  It appears that Tio has the last one.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
::Looks to see of his porterhouse is ok::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ALL:  When Tio has finished.  Shall we take the rest of our supper and leave?  ::surprised that no one has called Starfleet.::

CNS_Wells says:
::Spins around, grabbing a chair and bashes it across the back of a guy going for Kyleigh, at the table::  Thug: Leave her alone. I told you, people are trying to eat here.

CIV_Ayidee says:
Brawlers: You don't want to do this, back off.

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
::nods at the ADM::

CNS_Wells says:
Entire Bar: Any one else?!?!?!

ACTION:  As the beaten men pick themselves up off the floor, they head for the doors.  Suddenly the crew hear applause.  It seems that are better liked than they knew.

CIV_Ayidee says:
CNS: Relax, this isn't what we do!

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
Waiter:  Drinks for the house!

CNS_Wells says:
All: I say we sit and finish our meal. Suddenly, I'm hungry. ::Smiles::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
<Manager>  Adm:  Ma’am I don't know who you are, but please stay and finish your meals.  They are compliments of the house!

CNS_Wells says:
Manager: Ahhh, finally a man with class.  ::Goes to take his seat:: Send me a waiter, my good man.  I need a salad.

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
ALL:  I wonder if they have cherry pie for dessert?

OPS_Cmdr_Nash says:
::she requests more Iced Tea and a slice of cherry pie.::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CMO:  I think I am going to require attention on my eye.  Did you by chance bring your med kit?  ::her eye was definitely turning a deep purple::

CIV_Ayidee says:
Manager: Thanks.  ::Sits back down, picking again at dinner.::

CMO_Ens_Downer says:
ADM:  I'll order you a raw steak for the eye.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
:::she nods and grins at the CMO::

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