Jadzia: Go on without me Worf. I'll only slow you down. Just erm, leave me my bag
Worf: Ok (picks bag up and spills contents) What's this?
Jadzia: Erm... it's not mine. It was Curzons. I must have picked it up by mistake.
Worf: It's dated this year
Jadzia: Erm... shut up and pass it here!