Kirk: So to all your concerns just let me say that there is no correlation between the popularity of leisure suits and incidents of spontaneous combustion. Isn't that right, Spock? Spock?
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Scotty: Sorry, haggis buffet. Mister Spock is still "emergency evacuating his lower decks," as he put it through the door to the head.
Uhura: Whoo! Do NOT go in there!
Spock: Miss Paris! Miss Egypt! Miss Las Vegas!
Scotty: Come on, Mister Spock, give us a look!
Spock: Negative, Mister Scott. Hello Miss Las Vegas!
Geordi: Tasha found these in her bed the day after she quote, "Literally banged your brains out."
Data: Weird that you kept them all this time.
Geordi: I know, right?