Okay should be the last one - I suggest you drop it, Mr. Data. Travel time to the nearest starbase? and attack the Romulans. Captain, why are we out here chasing comets? Besides, you look good in a dress. Mr. Worf, you do remember how to fire phasers? Earl Grey tea, watercress sandwiches… and Bularian canapés? Are you up for promotion? The unexpected is our normal routine. Worf, It's better than music. It's jazz. We know you're dealing in stolen ore. But I wanna talk about the assassination attempt on Lieutenant Worf. About four years. I got tired of hearing how young I looked. I'm afraid I still don't understand, sir. Mr. Worf, you sound like a man who's asking his friend if he can start dating his sister. Now, how the hell do we defeat an enemy that knows us better than we know ourselves?