Sashaying down the catwalk, Quantum shows off the newest winter wear from Calvin Klingon and investigates the ranks. More turbulence. It's like riding the Turn-Me-Green Line to the MFA! He leans down to pick up an e-pad. "Yours?" he gestures at some random qrew-chick, who nods. Quantum looks down at the pad. Rude! What if it was her diary? "Looks like you're almost finished," Quantum comments, and hands the e-pad back. The qrew-chick steps forward to take it and asks tremulously, "You wouldn't know who was the first Vulcan ambassador to Earth? Six letters, ends with an 'R'?" Dude, she sounds like she's twelve. "Solkar, I think," Quantum tells her kindly. You'd think someone serving on the first warp five starship, who went through Starfleet training, would know that little factoid. "Thank you, Captain," Ensign Pre-Pubescent trembles in the presence of his greatness. "Don't mention it," Quantum assures her with gentle sternness. Having fulfilled his duty of speaking to one unknown qrewmember a day, Quantum checks on Hoshi, who is studiously brushing her teeth with a blue light. Question: Why are all the lights on this ship blue? Blue lights in the Decon chamber, blue emergency lights, and now blue-lit Aquafresh. Which, factually speaking, really should be a twist of green, white, and red. And now that you mention it, my mom's got a whole drawerful of spare Christmas bulbs if they need them. Hoshi sighs and pays some lip service to her purported claustrophobia just so that Continuity can wet his pants. "Your quarters will probably feel like a ballroom after this," Quantum yuks, apparently making a shout-out to the fact that Linda Park is a sometime ballroom dancer. The ship shakes again. "You're the Captain, can't you just order the storm to calm down a little?" Hoshi asks. Hoshi, he's the captain, he's not God -- because really, what would God need with a starship? Seriously, though, Linda Park must've choked on bile when she uttered that Worst. Line. Ever. Quantum says he'll see what he can do and moves along down the catwalk. He pauses briefly at an area hung with blankets, but doesn't bother to knock to inquire if they've accepted Jesus Christ as their Savior. Since Trip is playing cards with some random qrew, Quantum decides to stop there for a good little gossip instead. He nods to the blankets and asks how Trip is faring with their guests. All Trip knows is that one of them came out and asked them to stop making so much noise. "Now, I've bin reel friendly -- even asked them to join the game. Duzzint seem lak they wunna hev ennythang to do with us," Trip finishes. Yeees, I think I understood all that. Quantum requests that Trip give them time to adjust. Trip agrees and laments the loss of the camping trip on the planet with way too much daylight.