Fireworks? You call those explosions?

Just beam him into the middle of me, and I'll take care of the rest.

Geordi is trying to align my warp coil again. It tickles.

Had a little too much dilithium for dinner, and now the plasma injectors are offline, if you know what I mean.

It feels like a "vent some plasma" kind of Friday night.

Feel cute, might explode later.