Seven Words in TNG

even singing mimes descended from M---- Cyrus;

 

as well as the M---- Cyrus clone

 

who was on stage now. She was

 

for Data a potential date for Wesley

 

. Data promised Wesley he'd hook him up

 

with someone better back on the holodeck.

 

As Data approached M---- Cyrus, he wondered

 

what he would say to encourage her

 

to court Wesley. Maybe he could discuss

 

Wesley's incredible intellect. Or perhaps he could

 

discuss his ability to turn any situation

 

into a horrible bloodbath. That wasn't true,

 

kinda, but it might cause her to

 

show some sort of interest. Getting Wesley

 

to appear great overloaded Data's positronic net

 

and he started gyrating.

M---- Cyrus stared

 

to join him, then everyone else. It

 

reminded Worf of home, this twerking blonde

 

twerked better than most Klingons.

 

"I must make her mine," Worf declared