Keiko: Ewww! He stinks like garlic and testosterone!
Picard: And may they have a long and happy life together, filled with family, friends, many children, a house with a two-shuttle garage, unlimited communication minutes...
Crusher: Sorry Deanna - you know how he gets when he's had a few too many.
Picard: What exactly do you mean by that, Number One?
Crusher: Yes Will - what DID you mean by that?
Riker: I'm just saying that if you two would just sleep together and get it over with, the rest of us could get on with our lives.
Laforge (thinking): Cheating bastard. He knows I'll owe him a hundred bars of latinum if that ever happens.
Troi: I don't believe it.
Data: It seems Ambassador Troi has forgotten to dress for her wedding.
Worf: Nice flower though.
O'Brien: You'd better appreciate that I'm drinking this swill for you.
Keiko: Serves you right for making me wear the bow hat from my bridal shower.
Picard: Sucker...