Death/injury count: the expert got shot. Police guy slapped around. Hang on, has anyone died yet?
He can’t spell.
Trust me, cramming ain’t good for your brain.
You’re a fan of noir too, huh.
Oh yeah, they don’t celebrate Halloween anymore (probably too commercial.)
Picard, getting action from a 40s gal hologram.
Totally doesn’t see the lipstick still on his lips.
Uhhh.
Doesn’t anyone realize IT SHOULDN’T STILL BE THERE WHEN HE’S OFF THE HOLODECK.
I do enjoy the geeking out over the past thing.
Rolls eyes at sudden jealousy/not just a date thing. Woman, you’re better than this.
I swear, if it’s not a boy it’s always that same guy selling newspapers.
Data, if you read everything you should have looked up the phrasing.
They messed up the program.
You’re all dorks
Enjoying being interrogated in the Captain tradition.
(also, “why does he have to have all the fun”)
Ewwwww
DID SHE JUST EAT THE GUM? DO THEY NOT HAVE GUM IN THE FUTURE?
…they don’t have smoking.
Her name is Enterprise.
Data and Dr Crusher just rolling her eyes
Oh, good, gun.
Well, that’s one way to give someone the gun.
Data, you broke it.
I like this police guy.
Just have Data show off his strength.
HOW DOES THE HOLODECK EVEN WORK
You sound like the doc in arsenic & old lace
The controls teleported.
It even makes the ‘biff’ sound.
Piano.
20s music.
Truth, not reassurance.
HATS
The secretary never came back, huh.