Sven stood there for a moment silently trying to decide what to do, had some man said they same words to woman beside him he would have flattened him.  On his world women we far out numbered by the men and were treated with respect, but the comment was made by another woman so he couldn't do that.  Finally he speaks up "You know what lady, cookings a passion of mine not a job, am here to fly the Shindig from place to place so you can do your job.  If you'd rather eat the crap the captain had in the kitchen then I suggest you grab those to garbage bags.  Because at this point I won't be make extra for you when am cooking."  Then watches him disappear off in to the ship.<br/><br/>Turning back to the companion at his side and takes the card from her.  "I was thinking of walking over and checking out this place,  would you care to join me?  am sure there would be some new piece of finery in the wife's shop for ya." He had barely finished his sentence when he heard his position called out.<br/><br/>"Hello captain welcome back.  There was no mistake made when I tossed those boxes our Henry.  None what so ever."  He took the bag from him and set it down on the deck of the cargo hold pulling it open he reached in and pulled out an apple from it.  The thing had turned a sickly brown and had the consistency of mush.  "This is a good example of what I found in the kitchen.  Now all that good money your spending on the rest of the crew would go to waste if the first time you need um for some type of job there all to busy filling the toilets with your rotten food you insisted on feeding um.  That would be a real shame don't ya think.  So why don't I toss this back on the heap where it belongs and you dig in to your pocket and I'll go buy some real food."<br/><br/>After hearing the companion refer to him as the cook again he glances back over and her and says "The name's Sven by the.  I think I mentioned it earlier."<br/><br/>