There were some days when the main deflector dish got annoyed at the nacelle's desperate attention getting behaviors. It looked like this was going to be one of those days.
: Worf, despite what you think, when I said I was laying pipe with Deanna, this is what I meant, I swear!
Picard pulled the old "Ceti Alpha V" trick on Wesley in order to ruin his holodeck date.
: Ah, an old Miranda
-class ship from the 23rd Century. Man, those were the days. The men were men, the women were women, space was still mostly unexplored, the food was real, and best of all, the only counselor a Captain needed was his pal the doctor, who had some Romulan Ale on board for "medicinal purposes."
: Captain, I'm sensing some hostility...
: Wonderful stuff that Romulan Ale...
: He's practically killed himself to come back in time, I wonder what was so important, he risked dying to prevent from happening. Wait, he's coming around...
: Must stop myself from sleeping with Pulaski...the future depends on it...
: I never thought I'd hear that...again...