The smoky smell of cooking meat and grilling onions hits your nose like a sixteen inch shell from one of Iowa's main guns. Even the air here tastes amazing, it's an explosion of pleasure that penetrates though your citadel to explode deep within your boiler room. Your belly is roaring at you to eat, and you can't muster up the willpower to deny it.
"Hey, Skipper, I'd love to chat," you say, breaking into a run as you vector in towards the counter, "But I'm so hungry right now..."
"Don't worry," he said with a wave. He said a few other things too, but the only ones you managed to catch were "Navy's paying." Those are the only words that really matter to you. Your belly is grumbling at you to feed it already! Fortunately, the line at this place is non-existent. By the look of the bunting and little ship-themed decorations hanging all over the place, they were expecting you. You, or one of your stupidly-huge number of family members.
"Hi, can I take your order?" said a gorgeous young colored girl behind the counter. She looked beyond pleased to see you, it was the kind of infectious joy that made it impossible for you not to smile in return.
"Yeah, um..." you stare at the menu. Everything sounded so good. "Can I have... um..."
"One of everything?"
"Yes." you say, clapping your hands to your (Surprisingly toned)belly in anticipation. Your stomach's bouncing off the walls down in your machinery spaces, you can feel it cramping up inside you and you hate it. You hate being hungry, it sucks. You need fucking food now! It hurts so much! MAKE IT STOP! HOW DO PEOPLE LIVE LIKE THIS!
Of course, you don't say any of that out loud. You're a member of the US Navy. You might bitch incessantly with every breath you take, but you can at least contain it when Brass is around. Fortunately, it doesn't take you long.
The girl comes back with a pile of the sweetest smelling burgers you've ever sensed. Your mouth waters as you take the tray in hand, your teeth glinting in a wide-eyed smile. Food! Yes!
It's everything you imagined it would be! The feeling's... indescribable, but you just know you love it. The first three burgers are gone by the time you find a place to sit, and you've almost finished off the tray by the time the servers come back with more.
"Um... miss?" the girl from the register taps your shoulder. You glance over and see what looks like the entire kitchen staff standing behind her. "We, uh... we were wondering if you'd take a picture with us before you leave."
[ ] After a meal like that! Of course, it'd be my pleasure!
[ ] A... a picture? With me? I.. haven't really done anything, but okay.
[ ] Uh... IHaveCruiseryThingsToDoMaybeLaterBye (Camera-shy option.)
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QM's note: this may be a slower day than usual. We'll see.