Francis looked the captain up and down one last time and figured, heck why not.  Nothing better and no jobs anywhere else anyway.<br/><br/>He stood up and walked to the exit, clapping a hand on the Captain's shoulder as he stopped at the door.  "Cap, looks like we're stuck in the same boat."  and laughing he walked off to find something to do.  He hated seeing doctors, they were always trying to stick him with things and shove pills and juices down his throat.  Heck, he didn't even like being in their offices.  So he decided he had best get the physical of some old geezer grabbing at his junk with eagle talons out of the way.  He meandered down the ships corridors and ducked various beams and low doors, space, as big as it was, was not meant for giants.  He ducked into the medical bay with a knock and a call.<br/><br/>"Hey doc, Capn said I need to get checked... out?" his voice trailed away as he noticed that the doctor was the exciting exotic woman from earlier.  He once again found himself unable to speak and unable to act.  He didn't know what it was about this dark skinned goddess, but it made him the biggest, dumbest ox in the galaxy... even if he already was.  Suddenly, the idea of a check up didn't sound so bad.