Break it up

Tempting as it is to stay and watch or even to join in, and much as you know how much you'd want to be left alone to finish if you were the one about to vent your warp nacelle in a gorgeous show-girl (in fact the look Verity is giving you right now tells you you might have an opportunity later), certain standards must be maintained.

"Yeoman Choi!" you bark. She springs away from the T&A girl and snaps to attention.

"Sir!" she says, trying not very successfully to straighten her uniform with one hand while maintaining her stiff posture.

"What you do on your own time is your own business, Yeoman," you say, "but when you're on duty you'll focus on the ship's business. Can you do that or do I need to relieve you of duty and confine you to quarters?"

"That might not be so bad," purrs the half-naked show-girl.

You can tell by the way Choi's breath catches that she's picturing just that, but discipline holds. "Sorry, Sir," she says. "Momentary lapse. It won't happen again."