Okay, this passageway is middie-free.  Let's circle...
Hey!
Um, what?


Are you the purser?  
We're having problems finding our room.
Room?  Rooms were only assigned to the chlorine-breathers.  Just find someplace to sit for a couple of hours and we'll be at Risa.


Look, we paid your cruise coordinator 20 credits for a private room with a view.  Now are you going to honor that or do I have to go over your head?
I'd pay to see the climber that could go over your head.  And still, with such a huuuuuge noggin, you weren't smart enough to avoid being taken to the cleaners?

I see now why your people joined the Federation.  If you didn't have Vulcan lawyers, you'd have lost the planet to the first Ferrengi to visit your world.

They must have seen you coming, buddy, you swallowed his spiel hook, line, sinker, rod, reel, rowboat, beer cooler and bucket of worms.

You probably couldn't...


What?  What?  
Oh.  Right.  Coming.
I swear, the hardest part about being a criminal has got to be keeping a straight face when the mark 'goes for it.'


Sir!  I got them all together!  In the conference room!
And locked the door!
Excellent work, Fox!  How did you round them up?


It was easy, sir.  I replicated some ice cream and called up a violent movie on the screen.
Brilliant!  But what do we do
when the ice cream runs out?


Not a problem, sir.  
I set the movie to play only the last 10 minutes.
Now they're fighting over what movie to watch next.  They'll be at it until Easter.


Except for the ones so over-stimulated
that they're just racing around
the room for the hell of it.
Perfect.  Call Chief Sierra to the transporter room.

Minutes later:


YIPPEE!    
     YAHOO!
Put on Gigli!  
     No, Let's watch Terminator XI!
Fweeeeee!         Fweeeeee!
Fweeeeee!
Fweeeeee!                                                  
Fweeeeee!


Two Stardates later:


So, how long can we keep them like this?
Okay, before I answer that, I have to tell you that my security officer answer is going to be a lot different from my medical officer answer.


But Doc, why didn't you just
put them in the brig?
Well, we'd have to let them out of the bridge to transport them, wouldn't we?
This way, we just beam the whole caboodle, no security problems.

So, the tourists have been relocated, the shuttles emptied and recovered, the Exeter is on its way to pick up the middies, the Grays pacified, the Gorns placated, the graffitti sandblasted off of Fisher, and Admiral Spires has left the building.

I just have this nagging feeling we missed something....



Two decks below:

Not to worry, my dears.  I've been duplicated a time or two, and these things always work out for the best.  

In fact, if you come back to my quarters, I can show you a couple of advantages to being in two places at once...


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