Discussion in 'Enterprise' started by LeadHead, Jul 11, 2012.
LATRELLE [on monitor]: I don't remember.
HOSHI: Try, please.
LATRELLE [on monitor]: Maureen.
Hoshi: Is that a fish?
LATRELLE [on monitor]: No, she was the waitress. That's why Malcolm wanted to go there. He had a thing for her. I think he hates fish.
TRAVIS: So how's your secret mission coming?
Hoshi: I've talked to his sister, his best friend, his Uncle Archie, his two spinster aunts. The most anyone seems to know about his eating habits is that he occasionally eats.
T'POL: Ensign, if you want to know something about Mister Reed, perhaps you should ask him.
Hoshi: Anyone sitting here?
REED: Er, no. Please. (carries on working on two PADDS while eating)
Hoshi: This is the first chance I've had to eat, all day.
REED: Tell me about it. I haven't set foot outside the Armoury since 0700.
Hoshi: How's your ravioli?
REED: It's fine.
HOSHI: Nothing like a nice plate of pasta. You know, I used to love to cook but I never get a chance to anymore, and the way that Chef protects the galley. One of these nights, I should fix something myself.
Reed: (looks up from PADDs) I'm sorry.
HOSHI: You'd love my enchiladas.
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