Engineering. T'Pol passes the movie downloading buck to Trip who asks if she met their engineer. T'Pol met him. "He and his wife are trying to have a baby," Trip comments. "How interesting," T'Pol says, sounding exactly like me when I read over synopses for upcoming Enterprise episodes. Trip says, "There was someone else with them -- they called her a cogenitor, do you know what that is?" T'Pol knows, and wonders why he calls It a her. "Well, she looks more like a her than a him," Trip blunders, and then expresses his issues with It being treated like a pet but a pet without a name. "It's not our place to judge the customs of other cultures," T'Pol points out mildly. Man, I'll bet she really regrets being put in charge, because you just know she can see exactly what is coming. Trip goes on some more about this being more than an issue of respecting a Japanese household. T'Pol suffers to explain that tri-gendered reproduction is not out of the norm. "That's not what I'm talkin' about -- this is a question of human rights," Trip says. Like the idiot he is. "They're not human," T'Pol says, probably agog that she has to point out such an obvious fact about their new friends. Then again, since it's Trip, she's probably used to pointing out the freakishly "duh." T'Pol feels the need to mention that the captain is really excited about their newfound friendship with a species that doesn't feel inclined to shoot them as soon as Quantum opens his gazelle mouth, so Trip better not do anything to screw it up.

Not liking T'Pol's perspective, Trip goes off to Sick Bay in the hopes of getting Phlox to agree with him. However, since in the course of his conversation with T'Pol, Trip compared It to one of Phlox's leeches, I wonder why he thought Phlox would be at all sympathetic to his "moral" dilemma. As predicted, Phlox also thinks Trip should stay the heck out of the Vissians' bedroom. Ignoring Phlox's statement that it's not a question of "right" or "wrong," Trip wonders if, when the doctor scanned the Vissians before they came on board, he scanned their neural nets as well. Phlox didn't. Trip decides he wants to scan It's brain functions to see how they compare with Massa and Mrs. Massa's mental capacity. "Why would you want to?" Phlox incredules. "Jes' curry-us," Trip lies.

Mess Hall. Reed introduces Velo to the art of smelly-cheese-eating. "You said our food was aromatically bland and I thought this might change your mind," Reed explains. He could have sliced open a few white onions and made her snort them as well. Velo sniffs a piece before putting it back and judging, "Mild but very nice." Reed spears another cube and offers it to her. Velo sniffs, "The odor's a little spicier -- what's it called?" "Stilton," the Brit proclaims. "Chef says it's pretty pungent." What kind of British household was he raised in anyway? Stilton, port, and nuts are all par for the course with the families I know over there. Reed admits that it's been a long time since he tried it. So long that he's forgotten how it tastes? How is that even possible?