[Bonestell Facility bar] PENNY: You're awfully quiet today. What happened to the dashing young Ensign from last night? The one with the winning smile and the smooth talk about my eyes?
PICARD: Penny, er, do you think we could just talk for a while? I don't know anything about you. Where you're from, what your interests are, your last name.
Penny: I come from Rigel, my last name is Muroc and I like men in uniform. I think that's enough talking. (the older woman moves in for a kiss)
^^Finishing. Penny: What's wrong? I don't look as attractive to you as I did last night? Picard: No, no, not at all. I think you're a very handsome woman.
[Penny gets up and leaves, Q is shown to be standing nearby cleaning a bar glass.] Q: Penny for your thoughts. You never told me you were such a ladies man.
PICARD: I wasn't. I was a puerile adolescent who allowed himself to be led by his hormones instead of his head.
[off to the side a crowd of people applaud. Picard and Q turn to look.] Q: It looks like your friends know how to have fun, you ought to take lessons. [we see a crowd watching a game being played. Picard's friend Corey is playing a pool-like game, Dom Jot, and apparently doing well at it. Q sets the glass he was cleaning down, bows slightly to Picard] Q: Excuse me.
Corey: "Ah, this is nothing. A little trigonometry, some minor wrist action... Now, [baroque](?!), there's a game."