Alternative Conclusion:
Ready Room
Picard is seated at his desk, drinking tea and looking at his flute or some archealogical whatever (if the flute episode hasn't happened yet)
The door chimes.
Picard: Come!
The door opens. Riker enters.
Riker: You wanted to see me, Sir?
Picard: Number One, good. Take a seat please. I had something to discuss with you.
Riker: Is it related to what happened with you and Q?
Picard: Indeed, Commander. In fact I was just wondering-
Riker: When is he going to come back?
Picard: No, not that.
Riker: How can we stop Q from interfering in the future?
Picard: No, it's not that. I doubt we could stop him, even with the finest technology of the Federation... No... it's...
Riker: Sir?
Picard: Well... Was it Canon, Number One? That's what I want to know. Was it Canon? Because that's the most important thing when taking anything into consideration isn't it? Canon... Canon... Was it Canon?
Riker slowly stands up, gives Picard a contemptuous glare
Riker: With respect, sir... It doesn't matter. I have to go do some actual work now.
Riker walks towards the door
Picard: Number One! Will! Wait!
Door opens. Riker stands on the freshhold
Picard: Is the work you have to do, Canon? Because if it's not Canon, why bother?
Riker: You are not Canon. You suck. Fuck off, Jean-Luc. I'm going to see Deanna.
Ready Room
Picard is seated at his desk, drinking tea and looking at his flute or some archealogical whatever (if the flute episode hasn't happened yet)
The door chimes.
Picard: Come!
The door opens. Riker enters.
Riker: You wanted to see me, Sir?
Picard: Number One, good. Take a seat please. I had something to discuss with you.
Riker: Is it related to what happened with you and Q?
Picard: Indeed, Commander. In fact I was just wondering-
Riker: When is he going to come back?
Picard: No, not that.
Riker: How can we stop Q from interfering in the future?
Picard: No, it's not that. I doubt we could stop him, even with the finest technology of the Federation... No... it's...
Riker: Sir?
Picard: Well... Was it Canon, Number One? That's what I want to know. Was it Canon? Because that's the most important thing when taking anything into consideration isn't it? Canon... Canon... Was it Canon?
Riker slowly stands up, gives Picard a contemptuous glare
Riker: With respect, sir... It doesn't matter. I have to go do some actual work now.
Riker walks towards the door
Picard: Number One! Will! Wait!
Door opens. Riker stands on the freshhold
Picard: Is the work you have to do, Canon? Because if it's not Canon, why bother?
Riker: You are not Canon. You suck. Fuck off, Jean-Luc. I'm going to see Deanna.