The senior staff and I are assembled in my Reay Room to discuss an important event.
It is not a Conference, or a Treaty between to warring Empires.
It's the Enterprise Halloween Party.
"Good." comments Riker, "A chance for us all to dress up in scary outfits and terrify each other for a while."
"So Halloween has come round again." observes Seven, "If people are supposed to dress up in scary costumes, I fail to see why I wasn't given one to wear last year."
A giggle runs round, with Jadzia finding it hard to keep a straight face.
After thinking for a moment, I answer her.
"Err..well, Seven." I say, "We thought it might be demeaning for a Borg drone to be wearing such a costume."
She thinks, and considers my reply.
"You are right, Locutus." she answers, "A Borg drone would not wear such trivial outfits. The Borg race are superior."
"Now that we've got that sorted out." I say, "What theme will the Halloween Party be this year? We need to program the holodeck into a suitable location."
"Our Halloween parties in the Terran Empire mirror universe were far scarier." T'Pol announces, "We used to play 'Oxygen' as one of the party games.
"How was that played, T'Pol." asks Deanna, "We might want to play that here."
Somehow, I doubt it.
"We all took turns in the airlock" T'Pol answers, "The oxygen supply was cut off, and we had to try and last as long as we could without air. Naturally, some weaklings didn't make it. It was convenient, as we just opened the other side of the airlock and...."
"I don't think we want to play 'Oxygen', T'Pol." I quickly tell her, "Now what sort of location are we going to have for our Halloween?"
"A castle?" Geordi suggests.
"We've already had that!" answers another.
"I always thought that 'The Phantom Of The Opera' was scary." Deanna comments.
"Yes." Ro Laren replies, "I never liked that Andrew Lloyd Webber."
"Not that!" Deanna answers, "I don't mean the musical, but the others with the creepy sewers under the Paris Opera House."
"We could have a maze of passages in the holodeck, where we go to find the crazed Phantom and Christine...and have the party there."
"Very imaginative, Number One." I say, "Who will be the crazed Phantom?"
I add a discreet cough.
"Well I can play the organ pretty well." says Riker, "Deanna looks just how Christina would be."
He can't take a hint. I had Bev and myself lined up in that. Still, I accept it.
"Very well, Number One." I say, "Practice on your organ playing, and get a mask for your face."