h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

*enters and squints for a moment, adjusting her eye sight. she catches sight of Mr Head*

Pardon me, Mr Head. I was looking for my husband. You haven't seen him, by any chance have you?

Thank you, Mr Head. If you do see him, please tell him that I am looking for him.

They say timing is everything, but mine seems atrocious. I'll be back, Spiny.

*leaves the galley and heads towards the Forecastle*

Sorry Ma'am, I was miles away there a-thinkin' how it could be that the canoe lady is so far from land and if she brought any vermin aboard with her. Not that I should wish to upset yourself with such unpleasant thoughts, Ma'am.

No, Ma'am, I have not seen the Captain. He is not in the habit of visiting me here, but if I should see him I will convey your message to him.

Oh, and Ma'am, I trust you will not mind, but I have taken the liberty of suggesting to young Miss Lizzie that she might come down here if she wishes and play with some of her toys if she wished to leave them here. She'll be company for me and I can keep an eye on her for you while I cook. I might even be able to fashion some more trinkets like the ones she loves to wear for her. There's not much I can't turn me hand to with a kitchen knife. And I dare say I could make some for you, Ma'am, if you was to leave some examples with me a short while that I might see how they are wrought...

*walks in from the deck*

Pardon me, Mr Head. Might I have a word with you in private?

I'll start a new thread.

*Enters*

Mr. Head, when will dinner be....

*Notices Sarah already talking to him*

Oh. Well, it can wait. See you at dinner, then!

*Walks away, whistling to himself*

Mistress.

*hears the seaman's voice and jumps slightly. smiles at cook*

Thank you Mr Head. If you have any questions about this, please ask me. Hopefully dinner shall be ready shortly. I believe that the weather is calm enought that I would like to eat on deck.

*turns around* Hello, Mr Goodschad. How are you? Has Lizzie woken up yet?

May I have a word with you, Mr Goodschad?

*indicates that he should follow her as she returns to the deck*

*Enters from Deck.*

Can anyone tell me how long I was incapacitated?

*Enters*

Hello, everyone. How's dinner coming along? Anyway, I'm looking for Martens, has anyone seen 'im?

*To Gillings*

No, I haven't. By the way, could you tell me how long I was unconsious? I seem to have lost track of the date and time. Am I supposed to be on duty, Gillings?

*hears bell*

Nevermind, I hear the bell. That at least gives me an idea what time it is. I'm famished, Gillings, shall we go eat?

*Not waiting for an answer, Lorenzen strides off to the Mess table*

*The Cook is serving up dinner and is busying himself between the Galley and the adjacent Mess table. He can (if the conversation is not too loud) hear most of what is going on from both places*

*the cat comes into the galley and meows, hoping for food*

*the cat politely nudges goodschad and indicates that he might find better service in the thread called "the mess table"*

*begins to clear away and wash up. He runs out of water to clean the plates and, taking a bucket on a rope, goes on deck fill it with sea water*

[Captain Briggs]:
Mr. Head? I'd like to talk to you about the fish...

Now where did he go?

* Looks around the galley, observes what is remaining of the supplies, and waits for Mr. Head to return *