As I mentioned before, epiphanies must be catching, because suddenly Phlox exclaims, "Bromelin!" Sounds like a cocktail I had earlier at the Oak Room. Hoshi pauses: "Sorry?" "I think I can help you, Ensign. But it would mean going into Mr. Reed's medical records -- that information is confidential," Phlox says. Hoshi reminds him that she's under "direct orders from the Captain," and asks him to make an exception. Phlox says that, "under the circumstances, [he] suppose[s] it wouldn't hurt." Hoshi is gleeful. Phlox leads her to a computer database, explaining that he's "made it a point to study each crewman's medical history." "And I remember noticing that Lieutenant Reed suffers from a number of allergies [oh, he was one of those kids]. Let's see, dust mites, oak, pollen, tropical grasses…a-ha, here it is!" Phlox chortles. "He is adverse to various plant enzymes, including bromelin!" Phlox finishes triumphantly. Hoshi asks how this relates to his favorite foods. Phlox explains that Reed has been taking a regular course of injections that allow him to eat stuff containing bromelin. "A plant enzyme, found in…?" Hoshi prompts the doctor. "Among other things, pineapple," Phlox tells her. "Pineapple!" Hoshi exclaims and trots out of sick bay. "This doesn't mean it's his favorite food," Phlox calls after her. "It's close enough -- thanks, Doctor!" Hoshi says.