[ And Dean just spins and almost loses his soap among the turrets. ]
Oh, Lacus. Sorry. Didn't really see you there, before. You can play, but I'm afraid I only have one battle ship.
[ and that one is sinking fast as uncomfortable sensation of hotness creeps all over his skin. He can't help it, he's a man and Lacus is one vibrantly healthy woman, especially when she's wrapped up in a wet towel. ]