Thanks for the win!
Janeway: So... I hear your pon farr is coming up... (get it?).. next month.
Tuvok: We do not discuss it withoutsiders.
Janeway: Nothing to discuss. I'll see to alllllll your needs. For the good of your health... totally for that.
Chakotay: (thinking) I'd tap that.
Janeway: (thinking) I'd tap that.
Kim: (thinking) I just had an accident.
Seven: (thinking) Why is everyone staring at me?
Tom: I thought I'd be happy when Neelix left the ship.
Seven: I want a uniform. I'm tired of the lustful looks from Ensign Kim, the Doctor, your first officer... you. I'm also tired of the jealous looks of hatred from Lieutenant Torres.
Torres: Don't worry, I'll still hate you if you get a uniform.
Paris: Behold! I who am an expert pilot, a field medic, can design and build a ship that goes infinite, commando, fighter, lover, history expert... have now taken up art. Look at my first masterpiece, a more lifelike version of Harry Kim carved from the most dense alien wood in the Delta Quadrant!