JANEWAY: With this plant being such a mish-mash of species, there's got to be coffee in here somewhere!
Janeway: Okay, I'm sorry that I forgot to water you! Neelix: So, change of plans, everybody RSVPed, then canceled when they realized I'd be here. EMH: My experiment is going well, I'm testing to see how long a Vulcan will maintain composure while I blast Klingon Opera over the speakers. Janeway: Thank you for working on this Doctor, next we'll test how much Klingons like root canals. Janeway: Seven, how long will you be keeping Mr. Kim in there? Seven: Until the writers stop writing the romance storyline for us.
Captain's Log, Supplemental: The Hair Bun Tree of Nernala VII is just not worth the trouble. I'm going back to the Ronco Hair Weasel. Neelix: For people who obsess about hygiene, humans are remarkably lax about bathwater in the stew. EMH: His "Pon Farr" turned out to be constipation. It seems Neelix's Taco Tuesdays do not agree with the Vulcan colon. Janeway: That explains why there is no Starfleet medical record of the unholy smell. EMH: Pity, I was going to write a paper on the syndrome called "Pon Farrting." What is it, Seven? The Borg searched for the perfect male enhancement element for centuries. We called it "The Viagara Particle." I believe I have isolated it, Captain. Don't just stand there, put it in the ventilation system.