Seriously? [ Jim raises an eyebrow, unable to bite back a faint chuckle at that. He shakes his head, though, patting Bones on the shoulder. ] Well, at least yours is moderately related to your field of work. I'd say going from captain to bartender is a considerably more drastic downgrade.

[ At least he can make a decent cocktail though, and he's pretty and friendly enough that it earns him lots of tips. But still, he is so not loving it.

Tipping his head to the door, he moves his hand to Bones's back, urging him forward and finally lowering his arms to his sides as they make their way to the corridor. He starts leading the way to the lift so they can head back to the shuttle bay, ignoring the 'crew' that's apparently made itself at home on his ship. Not like he can do much about that right now. ]