Behind the Scenes By Lieutenant First Class Hayden Bryant, Petty Officer Second Class Stertis Valendrii, Petty Officer First Class Travis Summers, and Petty Officer First Class Shylicia Nitey Walking into the Support Services area, the Trill sat down exhausted, "Travis, make sure that next time we move a bed, we use anti-gravs on it. Especially if it's solid wood." "I know what you mean, Stertis," he said, rubbing his own back. Lieutenant Hayden Bryant walked into the area, "Did you get everything moved for Lieutenant Loyen?" "Yes, Sir," they both responded. "Good. Our new Lieutenant should be quite happy," he said as he walked into his office. Both Stertis and Travis nodded, and then winced in pain. Watching the exchange with amusement, Shylicia said, "Anâ howâd you get suckered into movinâ a bed, Trav? You shoulda been cleaninâ up the puke that ensign left behind in the corridor. Bless âis heart, he tried, but you gotta use the orange stuff. Ainât nothinâ gonna get puke outta the carpet like the orange stuff." She nodded her head in self-affirmation, her tight beaded braids rattling in the process. Stertis laughed, trying not to give her any more ammunition, cause once Shylicia started on something, hoo boy!, there was no stopping that girl. Heâd never seen someone talk so much. Travis, however, fell into the trap. "Christina just found out she was pregnant." "A-gain!" Shylicia shook her head with attitude and began wagging her finger in that characteristic way. "Law, what that girl donât go and get herself into. Howâs she sâposed to do her job? She cainât be movinâ no beds in that condition. But is Shy-licia gonna be doinâ it? Oh, no. Nunt uh. Not this girl. Mm-hmm. I jusâ stick to vacuuminâ my hallways, thank ya very much. Cleaninâ toilets. Yessiree. Mm-hmm. Thatâs what I do! You ainât gettinâ me to move no beds." "Donât worry, Shy. Travis is filling in for her." "Mm-hmm, well he better. âCause I sure ainât." "Yeah, we know." "Good lord, all these people cominâ back to the ship. Lemme tell you what. I ainât ever seen so much foot traffic down them hallways... Law law." Shylicia busied herself re-stocking her cart rambling on and on about all the people tracking in dirt from the surface. Stertis and Travis exchanged glances and quietly stood up, sneaking out of the room. "Wow, that girl can talk," Stertis said. "Mm-hmm," Travis agreed doing his best impression of her âattitude head bopâ. Laughing, they made their way to the crew dining area.