The First Officer looks like he's about to blow a gasket when Her Little Excellency sighs happily, leans back, closes her eyes.<br/><br/>"Don't<em>worry</em>, Number One.  I am not going to request a frank demonstration of the principles involved. I am still far too young to consider such tawdry, torrid, and salacious matters.  But in all candor you're a terrible prude and the odds of any Crocutan deigning to give me honest answers are diminishingly tiny."<br/><br/>"I was tasked with overseeing your education, Your Grace..."<br/><br/>"Yes, and every time I ask about the mushy stuff you launch into a multi-hour lecture about the dry technical details!  So I thought I should ask a less formal opinion from people who don't care one way or the other."<br/><br/>He sags, looking a bit defeated.<br/><br/>"Yes, Your Grace..."<br/><br/>"By now our teams will have completed their search of your vessel, Captain.  Thank you for your willingness to entertain me for a few minutes.  You and your lovely crew may depart when you wish.  But do take care if your course takes you deeper into Wrackenroon Space.  Our reputation for customer service is quite well earned."