Phlox VOs to Dr. Lucas, "I had meant to transmit this letter by now, but the Valakian epidemic has been taking up most of my time." Phlox hovers over patients, checking their various systems and monitoring their progress. All the patients have iMac oxygen masks over their mouths made of translucent chartreuse. Green's really not a appetizing color to use in hospital equipment or supplies. White, blue, grey, and purple -- fine. Red, yellow, green, and possibly orange? Ick. Phlox VOs, "Working with the physicians here has been quite fulfilling. I suppose it's the reason we joined the Inter-Species Medical Exchange, but I worry about falsely raising their hopes." Phlox shows the Valakian doctors how to use a DiscMan to take readings and then analyze them on a hospital computer. Phlox VOs, "Despite Captain Archer's confidence in me, I'm afraid the scale of the disaster may outweigh our best intentions." Phlox hyposprays a young patient and pats his shoulder. I thought the Denobulans didn't like physical contact? Phlox VOs, "I've decided to enlist crewman [Scrunchie's] help in my task." "So what are the Menks like?" Scrunchie asks Phlox, as he passes her some supplies aboard Enterprise. Phlox tells her she'll have the opportunity to observe them herself. Scrunchie gasps with delight and Phlox continues, saying, "You're a trained exo-biologist. I'd find your assistance in the field invaluable." "Thank you, Doctor," Scrunchie says coyly. Phlox VOs, "On a personal note, the affection Ensign Cutler is showing has left me a bit perplexed, so I've decided to discuss it with the one person on board who might understand the complexities of the situation." No, it's not Trip; Phlox said the person would understand "complexities."