Harry frantically sprinted into the main science lab with 42 seconds to spare before his first shift. He stood doubled over with his hands on his knees for a few seconds while he caught his breath. Still panting he went up to the nearest officer and cleared his throat.

“Hey ho, hum, Harry…Harry is my name…CSO…I mean I’m not the CSO…I want to be one day…I mean…I’m Harry…I said that already…let me start over…” he took a deep breath and tried again.

“Hello, I’m Ensign Harry Goodwin, I’m looking for the CSO?” He asked hopefully. ’Did I brush my hair..?’ he pondered whilst he waited for a response.

Ensign Goodwin (Sci)