[ That gains a laugh and he has to put his crepe down on a pile of hastily arranged napkins, forsaking it as he clears up his sticky fingers. There's a nice hint of nostalgia in her curiosity, diluted from Pike's interference in Jim's life but no less pleasant for the reminder. ]

Actually, I majored in what people back home call command classes. I just think if you're going to be around a bunch of machines then you should know how they work, or enough to botch them back together when they fry.