Things are kind of busy at the moment.
Shields are down, the warp engines are offline and we are about to be boarded by an unknown enemy that refuses to answer our hails.
It could be said that it is not our day today, and another one where the Enterprise Christmas Party is skating on thin ice.
It's too late to cancel the order for Bajoran Brandies. Those had to be booked at the beginning of August.
Some ladies have already asked me to dance with them at the party. It looks like they may be disappointed.
I'm getting distracted.
"They are about to beam in." says Riker.
"We cannot let that happen!" demands Worf, who reaches for his phaser.
"Options, everybody." I say.
It's always a good thing to say when I haven't got a clue what to do myself.
After a few useless suggestions from the others, Data comes up with a plan.
"Could it be done?" I ask.
"It will require spilt second re-modulation of the transport alignment matrix buffer."
I pretend I understand what he is talking about and tell him to go ahead.
The aliens land on the Bridge; they are a mysterious aggressive race.
"We are the Vargh. We are taking command of your ship. You will all we executed." one of them growls.
The crew look at each other and ask the Vargh leader to look at the screen.
The Self Destruct is counting down slowly ".....seven....six...five.."
The leader shouts to the others in panic, "Leave the ship immediately, it is about to explode!"
They beam out and hurriedly leave at high warp.
The holodeck returns to normal.
"Well done, Mr Data." I say, transporting them from to the holodeck before they materialised was an excellent idea. They actually thought the ship was going to blow up."
How is it I think of all these good ideas?