Well it seemed as though she hadn’t been the only one to be caught off balance by Cain’s little maneuver. The whiz kid walked in with an impressive welt right smack dab in the middle of his forehead. It looked as though he was trying to hide the bump with his bangs, however the thing was just to huge. It jutted out like a fricken horn…it could be a second nose. Aleta actually had to stifle a little laugh when Cas bluntly pointed it out. Probably in an effort to embarrass the boy in front of everyone. However she was careful to catch herself and keep her chuckle quiet. Why? Well because he hadn’t been the only one to hurt himself. Aleta spared a small glance down at her lap where her burned hand rested gingerly on top of her legs. It still hurt but at least the pain had dulled a bit. Not wanting to be the butt of anyone’s joke Aleta was careful to keep her bandaged hand beneath the table and out of sight. If any of her crewmates caught a glimpse of it she would probably never hear the end of it. Aleta wasn’t exactly known to be the most graceful member of the Ardent crew. In fact she was such a klutz that some of the crew had even joked that she had the poise and reflexes of a drunken cat. And speaking of inebriation, Belo must have joined them at some point. By the time Aleta looked away from the Brain the woman had already settled in the seat across from Cas. Oh boy this was going to be an interesting dinner. The two were not exactly fond of each other. In fact Cas and the drunkard were already staring each other down. The Doc looked between the two of them, it probably wasn’t wise for them to be sitting across from one another. However Aleta didn’t say anything, mainly because this would probably provide some entertainment for the evening. Dinner and a show! There couldn’t be anything better.

"So how was everyone's daaaaay?" Belo drawled as she ate one of the bananas in the bunch that she had sitting in front of her. Although…they weren’t in her possession for very long. The minute Cas saw that Belo was enjoying her lovely potassium rich banana she just reached out and snatched the bushel away and out of the Innates reach. Aleta just snorted slightly, once again just trying to avoid bursting out in laughter. She was just waiting for something to blow up, or for someone to be shot at. Dinnertime was always so damn exciting. “ The day would have been better if it hadn’t started so early” Aleta muttered. Like most of the people here, she wasn’t to keen on having to get up early. If she had it her way, then she would still believe that 7 am was just a myth and that it didn’t really exist.

Aleta reached out and began to grab some grub. As more people showed up the slimmer the picking would become. Sure the food was good now, however that was only because they had just left port. The kitchen was fully stocked at the moment, although everyone knew that it wouldn’t last for too long. So she may as well enjoy the food while it was unspoiled. The plate in front of the Aleta was barely visible beneath all the food that had been compiled onto it. There was an almost childlike expression on her face as she looked lovingly at all the food. In fact she was so entrance by the smorgasbord she barely even noticed the new guy walk in and take a seat. He started talking about something weird like flying fish trying to eat Belo or something. Aleta didn’t really know, she had just sorta tuned everyone else out. Once she was satisfied with her abundance of fruits cheese and bread she just dove right in. The girl definitely had a healthy appetite, and absolutely no table manners to boot. She just started stuffing her mouth full of grapes until her cheeks were puffed out like some sort of starved squirrel. It was actually a rather grotesque yet comical sight. And it was at this time that Cain decided to make his late entrance. The minute he walked in Aleta seemed to just zero in on him. Green eyes narrowed as she glared daggers at the gigantic thorn in her backside. Honestly it was amazing that the Ardent hadn’t blown up or anything with the amount of animosity that the crew had for each other. But if looks alone could kill, then Cain would be a heaping mass of rotting flesh the moment he graced them with his presence.

"Please, do me a favor and let it ingest itself” was the first thing out of the giant baboons’ mouth. Aleta tried to mumble a comeback, but her mouth was too full to form any distinguishable words. She just watched with the most severe look of discontent as Cain grabbed a plate and settled happily into his seat. He went on to talk about how things were smooth sailing, how the day was just great, and how people were slamming into walls. That just made Aleta grimace, being reminded of her little fiasco in the engine room. Oh he was just so smug! She just glared at him as he stared off into space. He was always spacing out! What the hell went on in that tiny little brain of his. Well…since she could not form an insulting sentence to hit him with she did the next best thing she could think of. She spat a couple of the many grapes in her mouth across the table at him while he still looked distracted. She was careful to aim for his head. It was a bit childish, but hell it would make Aleta feel better. So she just smirked as she finished chewing the rest of her food.