The Enterprise is being fitted with a new holographic doctor. They are now standard issue on all starships in case the actual doctor cannot be secured or is injured.
Beverley is feeling a little put out.
"I don't see why I should have to be supplemented by a hologram. My job is meant to be undertaken by a human.
I start to groan inwardly. Time to flatter her a little.
"Naturally, you are far better, Beverley, but the holographic doctor is there just in case something happens or there is an overload of injuries. He'll be there to help you; he has the knowledge of over 100 Starfleet doctors."
Beverley still looks a little sore as if I built the hologram. I guess she won't want to sit with me in Ten Forward for a few days.
"Let's switch him on." I say.
The Emergency Medical Hologram appears. He is the image of his creator Dr Zimmerman, a balding man with dark hair on the sides.
"Please state the nature of your medical emergency." says the EMH.
"Sorry, I was just testing you out. There's nothing wrong." I say.
"Well don't do it again! Call me only when there is a real emergency and stop bothering me! I was created for complex medical decisions, not to be switched off and on again at your behest!"
"Switch off EMH" I say, and see Beverley grinning.
It looks like the bedside manner of the EMH needs to be worked on a little.