Lorca: "Mr Stamets, I've got rather a large favour to ask of you."
Stamets: "And what would that be, Captain?"
Lorca: "The Klingon ship of the dead will be arriving here in less than an hour. I intend to kill it."
Stamets: "You want the Klingon ship of the dead, dead?"
Lorca: "Fitting, don't you think? And if we don't kill it, the Klingons will kill us and all those overly helpful whispy blokes on Pahvo. I mean, of course, we'll abandon the Pahvens at the end of the episode like always, but it makes us look heroic until the audience spots the plot hole."
Stamets: "What's the plan, then?"
Lorca: "I intend to send over two highly qualified but eminently untrustworthy, damaged people - one of which is most likely a Klingon sleeper agent, but I'm too busy eating fortune cookies to care - to put noisy sensors on the Klingon ship. Once the Klingons cloak as we're jumping and shooting, I'll need you to make an obscene number of additional jumps to map their cloaking frequency. Then we'll blow the Klingon ship to hell."
Stamets: "Interesting, right up to the obscene number of jumps thingy."
Lorca: "Do you have a better idea?"
Stamets: "Well, I know you hate to be reminded of this, but Discovery was originally a science ship before you turned her into Starfleet's super weapon. And one of the things we were to study was gaseous anomalies. We could refit a dozen photon torpedoes with the gas sensors and let them find the Klingon ship for us. It would be faster and easier than turning my brain into mushroom soup. The thing's gotta have a tailpipe."
Lorca: "Interesting, but it would never work."
Stamets: "Why not?"
Lorca: "It's not nearly enough of a convoluted solution. This is Star Trek, remember? We don't get to do the simple solutions until we're old and beloved. There's a long way to go before that happens. Especially for me. So you get that tailpipe notion out of your head, mister. We're decades away from getting to play that obvious get-out-of-jail-free card."
Stamets: "An obscene number of jumps it is, Captain. What could possibly go wrong?"
Lorca: "Glad you've come around to seeing things my way. Oh, and I'll need you to make one more jump after you nearly burn out. I'll be sure to sabotage it. It'll be fun. Burnham needs a laugh."