Took some liberties with the last part, which normally reads “I should be allowed to kill them.” But since it’s Dr. T’Ana, more was needed.
These work really suspiciously well.
Now I’m going to be watching for a throw away acknowledgement where Dr T’Ana calls Boimler “Susan”.
Edit: It happened, and it was a delight!
[scribbling on PADD]
Two: I’m pretty sure if they took all the porn out of the Holosuites, there’d be only one program left, and it’d be called “Bring Back the Porn”.
Also part of the last program:
One makes do with what’s available.
Why is T’Ana standing in line for a replicator in the first place? She’s senior staff; she not only should be eligible to eat in the officers’ mess, she probably has her own private replicator in her quarters.
(Or is the Cali-class even shittier than I imagined it to be?)
Also, why can’t they just replicate some more replicators and install them everywhere?
The Cali-class is definitely the forgotten middle child of the fleet. I also rather doubt Dr. T’Ana’s gonna huff it through the turbolifts when the mess hall has a full bar.
They have them everywhere. This doesn’t make sense at all
Now there’s not enough bleeping.
Admittedly, got a bit dark there. She brings it out of me.
Get out of the line!
Miss that guy. Good stuff.
Small role but well done.
Or blame engineering for not installing a simple remote interface and order queue for the replicators.
Billups: I’m out there every day, busting my hump to keep this this beautiful ship a well oiled machine! And this is the thanks I get?
