25 pairs of eyes stare at those who had spoken slightly confused, they had commented on what The Mind had assumed to be a news item and the description of the Help wanted section as if they were options. They were considering whether said fact should be brought up or whether The Mind had read the letter entirely wrong in the first place when the rather portly and excitable engineer piped up

"Excuse me sir, or sirs. Are you or you all the captain or captains of our crew?" Fiddlesticks asked "If that's the case, then I assume you know what to do in an emergency? Let's say that we're boarded by space pirates, what do we do?" 

The bees having been reading at the time only heard the ‘we're boarded by space pirates, what do we do?’ part and rapidly buzzed into action. The Mind, decided that going with his charges gut reaction would be better than trying to shout them down vanished for a few moments, the purple glow blinking on and off once. Within a second there were 25 laser pistols and tiny knife weapons that looked like a cross between a sword and a syringe were drawn from various jackets and the drinks can sized humanoids prepared for the worst. .

At this point the ever reliable Elarin chimed in with a more reasonable response but by that point the order had gone out. 

[color=8E2EF9][b]”Thank you for your vote of confidence Elarin but allow me to demonstrate the appropriate response”[/b][/color] 

20 seconds after the question was asked the doors opened and 35 bees wearing military helmets, flak armor and armed with pen sized laser rifles barreled in, shouting the most terrifying war cry their little lungs and high pitched voices could muster forming a protective ring around the booth. They are followed about 10 more seconds later by 40 more in a ridiculous rope setup carrying the ship’s minigun. This is promptly plonked on the middle of the table and then maned by the carriers into a sort of turret configuration. The entire congregation then proceeded to stand ready to repel borders for about 10 more seconds before becoming confused at the lack of pirates.

[color=F7DC6F]where is the pirate invasion they asked anyone who would listen, last time they were attacked there were men with candy filled beards and sail ships in space, and the time before that weird beaked robots, this lot look more like your regular Henderson's Ribs patronage. Unless they are ninga pirates some began to suggest, and are currently sneaking about waiting to ambush us [/color]

Before the Bees could become either bored and wander off or scare themselves with tales of robot zombie ninja pirates from the sun or something the mind spoke once more, considerably louder and more imposing with the 100 armed bees in the area

[color=8E2EF9][b]”And that is how we respond to pirates on my ship! Good job troops, back to the transport operation with you, extra ribs tonight for everyone. No not you lot get back there you're going to be eating soon anyway”[/b][/color] 

The 75 all filed out again taking the minigun with them, the original 25 bees went back to their seat after a bit of confusion. 

[color=8E2EF9][b]”Now where were we? ah yes the potential missions, so far we have one suggestion and that is the party. Oh and yes, Toony is here for when we need some more concentrated force. She is the tip of the spear, so to speak.”[/b][/color]