Besides, you look good in a dress. You enjoyed that. Flair is what marks the difference between artistry and mere competence. Now, how the hell do we defeat an enemy that knows us better than we know ourselves? Fear is the true enemy, the only enemy.
How long can two people talk about nothing? I'll be sure to note that in my log. Talk about going nowhere fast. I'd like to think that I haven't changed those things, sir. I think you've let your personal feelings cloud your judgement. Now we know what they mean by 'advanced' tactical training. But the probability of making a six is no greater than that of rolling a seven. Could someone survive inside a transporter buffer for 75 years? Yesterday I did not know how to eat gagh. This should be interesting. I can't. As much as I care about you, my first duty is to the ship. They were just sucked into space. Our neural pathways have become accustomed to your sensory input patterns. I am your worst nightmare! That might've been one of the shortest assignments in the history of Starfleet.