He stood there watch as the prettiest and possibly the most dangerous crew member on his ship walk away. Admiring how the combination of simple yet well made clothes and firm well rounded body making his face warm. Thats one intense woman he thought. Any way better get started on our meal. He walked back to the galley taking off his jacket and rolling up his sleeves. He takes out the shrimp flavoured mushrooms he picked up special for the meal and started dicing. Humming to himself and trying to imagine the thoughts running through Anyas head a moment ago. The look she gave him flashing across his retina's and causing his blood to boil. The smells of the mushrooms and spices sauteing nicely wafting thru the ship. He decided that he'd test the waters y making her plate spicier than usual remembering seeing her sneaking looks at the dwindling spice wrack. He hit the intercom and told everyone evening meal was ready. Grabbing Anya's special plate and hoping to suprise her on the way to the gally.<br/><br/>P.s. Its 130 am here im going to bed. Please feel free to reply whenever u like i will log on as soon as i awake. ;D