R'Mor: Captain Janeway, would that be Tuvok, son of T'Meni?
Janeway: Tuvok, you have met Doctor R'Mor?
Tuvok: Telek R'Mor was a Romulan diplomat I met while serving aboard the Excelsior.
R'Mor (lifting the EP-5000): And I have never forgotten! I still remember how we lay for hours, and indulged each other's fantasies with this.
Paris whistles. Everyone looks at Tuvok who starts to fidget.
R'Mor: But then you left. You returned to Vulcan to study the Kolinahr. To mend my broken heart I stopped socializing and threw myself into science. Then, I secluded myself on the fringes of Romulan space. But I still keep our '5000 with me always!
Chakotay: Sounds like a certain chief of security might have some explaining to do.
Janeway: I very much agree. Tuvok, I'll see you in my quarters tonight at 23:30. In the meantime, I'll be in sickbay, getting ready! Thank you, Doctor R'Mor. Please continue with my first officer, Commander Chakotay.
Janeway hurriedly departs. Everyone is still staring at Tuvok.
Tuvok: At the time it seemed the logical thing to do.
R'Mor: Logical, my ass!
Everyone including R'Mor laughs at the double entendre, except Tuvok who sulks. Voyager warps off into space. The end.