Thanks for the award,
Leadhead!

(And if you don't mind me asking, what is the name of the font you used in the "Quantum Slipstream Award" graphic?)
Tuvok: Have you found it yet, Mr. Paris?
Paris: Hang on, Tuvok! Vertical Hold ... Brightness ... Contrast ... Tint ... I think I'm in over my head.
Tuvok: You fly a faster-than-light starship for a living.
Paris: Yeah, and you handle ray guns and anti-matter warheads! If you want to try to adjust the colour, be my guest!
Tuvok: I ... defer to your expertise, Mr. Paris.
Janeway: And before we get started, let me just say... Valerie, your great-grandfather has always been a personal hero of mine. It's an honour to meet one of his descendents.
"Boothby": We've been over this. You understand we're not really who we appear to be, right?
Janeway: Of course, Boothby. And I appreciate your willingness to help us out here, just like you always did for me back at the academy.
"Boothby": *sigh*
Once Torres implemented "Engineering Siesta Time", Carey knew his dream of regaining the Chief Engineer position would never come to pass.
Tuvok: Phaser set to "tanning", and firing!
Paris: Ahh! Eye protection, Tuvok! Not without the eye protection!
EMH: I'm getting no readings whatsoever!
Janeway: Um, doctor? You're trying to scan with a salt shaker.
EMH: Well, if it's good enough for Leonard McCoy...