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You used to have it for me. Commander William Riker of the Starship Enterprise. Besides, you look good in a dress. Sorry, Data. Computer, belay that order. Computer, lights up! Well, that's certainly good to know. The Federation's gone; the Borg is everywhere! I'll alert the crew. What's a knock-out like you doing in a computer-generated gin joint like this? Mr. Worf, you do remember how to fire phasers? This is not about revenge. This is about justice. Is it my imagination, or have tempers become a little frayed on the ship lately?