Dun was at home.  He had commandeered a station, in this sense, the kitchen and had set a very detail orientated plan into motion, ie, his chili.  Now others were enjoying the experience and doing that which they needed to do based on something he could provide.  It was all a work ethic instilled in him early on and it lifted him to new heights.<br/><br/>"Yes! Get a taste before the tastin is gone!"  The hand shake was firm and brief, almost a nod to custom, but a wasted moment in which work could be done.  Interesting, he thought.  "Lieutenant Tir, thank you for responding to me chili summons!  I hope it is to your liking!  Tell me, have you been able to look over your department yet?  Or a chance to test your full spectral surgical table?"<br/><br/>He too, grinned from ear to ear, it was almost like a traditional Christmas morning in which gifts were being opened and revealed, and he was Santa Claus.