Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Deck 5, Faye’s Quarters- Pizza Night

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Maxwell Wynter (Chief Engineer / 2nd Officer) in Deck 5, Faye’s Quarters- Pizza Night

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Deck 5, Faye’s Quarters- Pizza Night
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Huh. That was a good question. She already felt warm from the glass of wine she had had with Alex before other two arrived. And having basically avoided alcohol for the most part in recent years, Faye knew she had to tread cautiously. She gave Max a shake of her head. “Nah, I’m good. Besides, I think you want me sober when cooking your pizzas in my little oven, right?” she joked.

The crusts were rolled out and ready and she stepped to the side. “Okay, time to make your pizzas.” Faye eyed Alex. “Unless you’re still game for me to make yours,” she said with a waggle of her eyebrows and a challenge in her eyes.

~Faye Calloway, Data Scientist

“I still trust you. But this may be the breaking point. Tread lightly there, Calloway.” and he chuckled.

“See, I knew you were a man who lived dangerously,” Faye said as she flashed him a smile.

Max moved to where Jasmine was and put his beer to one side, then sidled up right behind her so he was virtually hugging her from behind. Sliding his arms around her waist he looked over her shoulder at the Pizza’s. Max and Jasmine now had four arms with which to decorate their pizza and he started selecting a number of meats while avoiding the knife in Jasmines hand.

“What do you think baby, pepperoni, ham, chicken and onion? You want mushroom and garlic?” Taking a slice of cheese, he held it up for Jaz to take a bit out of it.

Lt Cmdr Wynter, CE

Setting her knife down jasmine decided to help Max. “Bacon, yellow banana peppers and cheese more cheese,” she added but in the process flicked the the ham and chicken into a pile next to the pizza. Leaning her head forward she took the bite of cheese from Max and chewed it happily.

“Ookay so we’re avoiding the chicken and ham. You are such an elitist pizza snob,” Max told her, but he held her tighter with his arms around her and began to add more cheese to the pizza.

“Oh oh oh wait,” she got overly excited as she ground her palm into the edge of the crust. “Let’s stuff this with cheese and ,” she flicked off another piece of ham she had missed, “roll it up so the cheese goos out like the holocommericals from Parsec Pizza”.

Lt Wynter, CMO

Faye just looked at Jasmine and shook her head as she took a sip of the wine in her glass.

“Oh I love your wicked ways,” Max whispered to her, and began to add extra cheese to the extended crust that Jasmine was creating so it could be folded over. Pausing, he picked up Jasmines beer, offering her a drink while she worked and sneaking more Salami onto the Pizza. “We need sauce to go with the cheese, we gotta make it runny and gooey so it mixes with the cheese.”

Lt Cmdr Wynter, CE

Alex watched the two and just shook his head. “Make sure the Wynter’s public displays of affection don’t work their way onto our pizzas, Faye. We dont know where their hands have been.” and he waved off Max before he could speak. “Nor do we want to!” and he laughed.

Cochrane, CO

“Best never to ask,” Calloway replied as she moved around the other side of the small work table to prep his pizza. There was hot salami, pepperoni, thin slices of red onion and red pepper, plus some pickled hot peppers. But alongside the standard pizza mozzarella, she added a type of soft cheese that would melt and add a touch of sweetness. After it came out of the oven she was going to add one other perfect ingredient. Or so she hoped. He could hate this all. But that was half the fun. They were learning about each other, and if Jasmine’s bonkers idea went well, then maybe… no, she wasn’t going to get her hopes up. But, on the other hand, they had been having a good time so far. Which, in any sort of circumstances was rather extraordinary for her.

“Okay, cooking time. I’ll handle it because the oven is makeshift and a little temperamental,” Faye said as she moved over to the side table where the pizza oven was pre-heated and clearly cobbled together and running via a power cell. She jabbed a thumb in the direction of the oven, “but, uh, let’s get them in there. Three and half, maybe four minutes depending on what crazy things you did to yours,” she said, shooting Jasmine a pointed look.

~Faye Calloway, Data Scientist

“I got it,” Max said and lifted the Pizza on the cooking stone. “Don’t worry, it’ll be like two minutes, it’s all cheese and sauce when Jaz has any say in what goes on it.” Bringing the Pizza around to Faye, Max looked over at Cochrane, “My hands are perfectly clean thank you very much,” he smirked. “I keep my Warp Core spotless! You should hope some of that PDA goes on the pizza, it’ll make it pop.” Sliding the Pizza in gently he left Faye to do the rest, lest the finicky machine play up. He was off duty and unless it seriously broke, he planned to stay that way. Picking up his beer again he returned to Jasmine and slid his arm around her waist, pulling her close to him, but taking a moment to ‘steal’ a loose piece of hot salami that was left on the bench.

Lt Cmdr Wynter, CO

Faye managed to keep her face turned away from Alex when Max’s comment about adding PDA to the meal. This could still go badly, she reminded herself, hoping that things wouldn’t get awkward now that there were other people around. And she could only hope Jasmine would behave herself though what little she knew about the woman told her that if Faye didn’t end up blushing visibly at least once more tonight, then things really had gone badly.

The little makeshift oven was doing its thing and Faye double checked the vent to make sure they wouldn’t end up filling her quarters with smoke. But the crust was starting to bubble up and she breathed a sigh in relief that her dough hadn’t overproofed.

Casting her gaze over her shoulder, Calloway looked at Alex. “More music? Unless you really want to try my weird girl music. But I think we’ve already established you have better music taste than me,” she said with a grin.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

“Your party, your rules. I’m off the clock.” and he raised his glass of wine to her in a sort of salute as he chuckled. “But I will DJ if you want me to. Just say the word… if you don’t trust us not to judge you on your ‘weird girl music’.”

Cochrane