OOC:
I just imagined a scene where they are offering you a huge choice of tasty victuals, big grins on their alien faces. "...as long as it isn't poisonous..." and their faces fall into dismay, and they withdraw it all, offer you a Twinkie instead.
They lead you to the side and offer you a number of nutrient rich drinks. They're basically three different colours: hot pink, brown, and a pastel blue.
The workers begin to pull off the panels that you glued on, shaking their head in disbelief. They measure it with lasers and then bump their heads together. They begin to weld a frame onto the base, a connector for another hull that they'll afix to your chassis.
A cargo door opens in the ceiling and a crane lowers the new frame down above your dilapidated ship. It's very shiny.