Two's company and three's a crowd thinks Rangin, but strange how the three non-terrans are together and the others have wandered off to eat terran food on a resort planet offering a wide variety of interesting tastes. Home away from home. Oh well, Rangin is sure he will enjoy the company, the heavy mob are off eating steak and our silent engineer is off eating pizza. Well, if they wish to miss out on the company of a pair of intelligent ladies, more fool them.
"I'll have a Bolian Fish Medley please, side order of Vulcan salad with Redspice and ... and a coffee."