Today, the senior staff are having one of the most urgent meetings of the year.
We're planning the Enterprise Christmas Party.
Riker asks, "Which band shall we have playing there?"
"How about Sid Starr and The Starrlighters?" suggests Data.
"No way!" replies Geordi, "They are really old fashioned. I think Sid was leading that orchestra when Guinan was young,,,and she's 600 years old!"
"We want someone a little more groovy and up to date." Deanna says, "How about The Flesheaters?"
"Who are they?" I enquire.
"They're an earsplitting heavy metal rock band from the planet Saurus. They used to er, eat things during the act, but they have toned that down now."
"I don't think that's what we're looking for, Deanna" I say to her, "We want a relaxed party, where people can enjoy themselves. Don't forget everybody in the Guest Quarters, as well as the regular personal.I'll pencil Sid in for the moment, but I'll look elsewhere. Now what about food?"
"We need to have plenty of Klingon food." Worf declares immediately.
"Aren't you the only Klingon?" I ask.
"Err, yes, Captain"
"I'll get a small supply of Bahgol, Gagh, Gladst and Bloodwine. Is that alright?"
"Yes, Captain. I'll need Rokeg Blood Pie as well, though."
I say alright and ask about other suggestions.
"Lots of chocolate."
"I'Danian Spice Pudding."
"Dom Perignon champagne"
"Ice cream..all flavours"
Whew! All these dishes and drinks will keep the stockroom full or the replicator going until it runs out.
"Meeting closed for now." say, 'We'll reconvene another time."
As we leave, Beverly asks me a quiet question, away from everyone else.
"Jean-Luc, have you thought about who you will be having the important First Dance with?"
"There are some in the Guest Quarters who have asked me, Beverly."
"Well, don't forget me, Jean-Luc." she says softly, as she leaves the room.
I may have a diplomatic problem when the Party takes place.