From:		alligator1
Date:		20 April 1996 04:15
To:		U.S.S. Lafayette
Subject:		RE: Crew Quarters

<Lt Lectron, Crew Quarters>

	The quarters were small--not near as big as he had hoped.  He walked to the replicator and asked for an ale, thinking about his new assignment.  Witht he promotions of the two lieutenants and the captain, it was not the most experienced crew.  Do they know enough to them and me through this mission?
	He noticed the replicator was waiting for his instructions, and said, "give me an ale."

	"What kind of ale do you desire, sir?"

	"Give me a Vedorian Spike Ale."

	The ale materialized, and Lectron grabbed it, sniffing the foam on top of the mug.   Would they ever develop a replicator that would frost a glass just the way they did back home at Vic's?

	Walking to the computer terminal, he said, "computer, print out all the information you have on Slater's Planet."

	"Sir, that will require 679 gigabites of printout.  Are you sure you want it printed?"

	"No, I don't need all that in these small quarters--put it on the screen."

	Lectron proceed to read---