We open with the entire crew lined up in the armory as Quantum eulogizes that it's very difficult to lose a comrade, particularly one who meant so much to all of them. The camera pans to show Phlox, T'Pol, Malcolm, Hoshi, and That Other Guy, all looking down at Trip in an open sunglasses case. Quantum goes on about how much he loved the ship, and how they should go forth with renewed strength in their mission simply because Trip was such a good guy. Bagpipes (somewhere, if only in our heads and the heads of the crew) play something that isn't so un-PC and Christianity-centric as to actually be "Amazing Grace."
Across someone's bare and pedicured foot, the words "Two Weeks Earlier" appear. Ew! Trip seems to be massaging T'Pol's Achilles tendon! That's one of my squick zones -- if I hurt it or bang it or even THINK about it, I get all tooth-edgy. Next image, please! Okay, so get this: Trip is lying on his side, bare-chested and massaging T'Pol's general footular area, and T'Pol is lying on her side in some new Christmas red jammies, massaging Trip's bare feet. T'Pol inhales sharply and corrects Trip's fingers. He apologizes, saying that talking about the warp engines makes him forget where he is. I'm so fascinated by how T'Pol manages to roll around without allowing her shirt to fly up that I'm not paying attention to anything Trip is saying about refolding the impulse relays and frosting the warp drive. The only significant comment is when Trip says something about the extreme pleasure he gets out of "fine-tuning a piece of machinery." Wow -- did you see how the Sex Anvil landed right on "of machinery" in that line? They switch positions -- Trip is on his back, and T'Pol kneels at his head giving Neural Nookie (tm Sis of Ace) to his shoulders. Trip comments that T'Pol made the Neural Nookie sound much worse than it was. "We haven't gotten to the more...challenging postures," T'Pol says, bending over his chest so his head is in a very compromising position.
Ace: "Hm, panty sniffing -- I'm sure that's veeeeery relaxing."
Sep: "Wait, are they together?"