Oh, god, my parents are going to be just like that older couple in Frasier in whose RV Niles mistakenly falls asleep. Except, instead of saying "Clifford!" my mother's going to be saying, "Vern!" all across America. Probably parts of Canada, too.
T'Pol and Reed are escorted back to camp. "Captain, you all right?" Reed asks. "Everything's fine," Quantum says nonchalantly. "These are the Eska." He's bucking to get the Making Nice-Nice With Bloodthirsty Aliens Merit Badge just so he's only one away from breaking even with Reed. "My name is Damrus," Keith Szarabajka says, standing up. You know, I wondered why Holtz had shaved his beard in Angel -- it must have been for this role. Aliens in Trek are predominantly without facial hair -- except the Klingons, of course. And speaking of sudden changes, what's with all the English speaking? Quantum passes out introductions, and Reed gripes that Holtz-Damrus's "friends" almost shot him. "We're sorry. There are dangerous animals in the forest," one of Reed's escorts says. Holtz-Damrus tells them they haven't previously interfaced with humanoids on the dark planet, and T'Pol, always re-earning her Diplomacy Merit Badge, deferentially asks if she and her shipmates are trespassing on their "territory." Holtz-Damrus tells her that the planet belongs to no one, but "it's a special place for [them]." Not touching that one. Another Eska takes a swig of something and asks what they're doing on Dakala. "We're just here to explore," Quantum says, swanking himself about the campfire. "We'd like to stay awhile if that's all right." The Eska don't say anything. "It's a big planet -- we could find another landing site but I was hoping you might enjoy the company," Quantum continues, working on his Shoving My Big Schnozzle Where It Doesn't Belong Merit Badge.