Seven Words in TNG

in ancient courtship rituals that were similar

 

to your average Vulcan death rituals but

 

involved technology that was much more modern

 

.

"I would like to see that," Worf

 

said staring off into the distance.

"Hail

 

to the mysterons" Data said somewhat abbruptly

 

as he programmed his ops console to

 

emulate tetris for the junior officers who

 

hadn't played any of those 20th century

 

games.

"What were we doing again?" said

 

Commander Riker as he realized they were

 

still being pursed, "Oh yeah, hail them."

 

"Hailing frequencies open" said Uhura while she

 

sat at communications, a guest while traveling

 

aboard the Enterprise-D was sitting inside the

 

best hover chair in Starfleet.

"I'm Captain

 

Black, and you will be destroyed, earthman

 

unless you immediately surrender your vessel and

 

your poker chips


"no!" interrupted Commander Riker

 

with a stern look on his face.