In other news we don't care about, Brenda Starrship is released and May-It's-So-Hard-To-Say-Goodbye-To-YesterTrek walks her down the corridor. I clean my toenails. They talk about the conference. May-It's-So-Hard-To-Say-Goodbye-To-YesterTrek says, "It's a first step -- the captain says it will take years to work out the details." Ten years, actually, but for us? A matter of minutes. Brenda Starrship flirts about them getting along. "A lot of details to work out," May-It's-So-Hard-To-Say-Goodbye-To-YesterTrek repeats. End this. Now. Brenda Starrship looks at the transporter pad and hints, "Isn't that the fast way home?" May-It's-So-Hard-To-Say-Goodbye-To-YesterTrek gets up behind her and stilts, "The least I can do is give you a ride." I thought he already did that. They hold hands and walk to the launch bay.