How long can two people talk about nothing? Your shields were failing, sir. Besides, you look good in a dress. Sorry, Data. Your head is not an artifact! Is it my imagination, or have tempers become a little frayed on the ship lately? I can’t. As much as I care about you, my first duty is to the ship. Earl Grey tea, watercress sandwiches… and Bularian canapés? Are you up for promotion? Ensign Babyface! I am your worst nightmare! The unexpected is our normal routine. This is not about revenge. This is about justice. I’ve had twelve years to think about it. And if I had it to do over again, I would have grabbed the phaser and pointed it at you instead of them. Wouldn’t that bring about chaos? Now we know what they mean by ‘advanced’ tactical training. In all trust, there is the possibility for betrayal. We have a saboteur aboard.