It's tricky to make and eat a sandwhich in zero-g but Scotty's had enough practice to know how to suirt the sauce so it lands on the bread instead of the console across the room and just how to spin the head of lettuce and the tomato to keep them from floating away.

He often becomes the chef in engineering when the emergency has passed and it's only the little problems that need to be done right now that are left.

They don't line up but his underlings have learned how to catch the sandwhich as it goes flying past and how to keep it from floating away when they have to set it aside to use both hands.

He's proud of how far they've come since he made them sandwhiches the first times.

He might even start teaching some of them the trick to making zero-g sandwhiches so he can get his hands back into his lovely ladies wires and pipes all the faster.

But not Lt. Jeremy. The man didn't appreciate a good turkey sandwhich.

Scotty's thinking about transfering him to another ship the way he keeps complaining about the food and banging around in Enterprises engines like he's in a scrapyard instead of the inner sanctum of a great lady.
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