[He takes a free chair.]
It's a 2019. Vintage for sure.
Bad year for Earth, though.
It's a 2019. Vintage for sure.
Bad year for Earth, though.
[He glances at the bottle.]
It's a 2019. Vintage for sure.
Bad year for Earth, though.
And should be consumed before something happens.
Yes, we should.
Usually it gets saved for special occasions, and this counts.
Shall I break out the good stuff?
And should be consumed before something happens.
Shall I break out the good stuff?
It might be a while before there is another quiet day fleet wide.
There's still a whole shift for something to happen. But I'd say we're in the clear.
Shall I break out the good stuff?
There's still a whole shift for something to happen. But I'd say we're in the clear.
Are you sure? Nothing happened across the fleet?
If so, that's a reason to share the good single malt and celebrate.
There's still a whole shift for something to happen. But I'd say we're in the clear.
It's almost as though he thinks he's Emperor of Discovery.
Was he wandering the ship nude again?
Except he wasn't drunk. And not necessarily a photo in circulation.
Except he wasn't drunk. And not necessarily a photo in circulation.
Last time it was Gabe, and I did let you know when it happened. You took the photo out of circulation.
Except he wasn't drunk. And not necessarily a photo in circulation.
Oy...
Fill in what fuckery we might experience, and also possible reactions from Gabe.
2/2
Oy...
Lovely.
I just hope that her being here is enough to make them behave. One of the bingo squares is to test Gabe’s temper, and intentionally upset him.
Lovely.
His Mom is visiting the ship tomorrow, and the last thing I want her to see is that photo circulating or to be asked about it.
It had gone wonky in our time, resulting in our having to jump 900 years into the future and nearly destroying Enterprise.
I thought we had destroyed it, but now I see that I was wrong assuming that.
I'm too close here to punish him for this, so I'm leaving this with you.
I'm afraid it has.