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Previously, on Enterprise.

- Status?
- We're getting reports of...

anomalies on all decks.

If we continue, there's a good chance
this ship is going to get torn apart.

Think what you're asking me to do:

Build a weapon to destroy
an entire world.

We do not have enough information
about the humans.

That can be remedied.

They're locking on to
the starboard docking port.

I'm reading 23 intruders
on Decks C, D and E.

We're preparing to test the weapon
on an uninhabited planet...

but we'll need another shipment
of kemocite.

I'll contact Gralik.

Gralik, I have some questions for you.

I want to know where
they're shipping this kemocite.

It could lead us to the weapon.

There's no doubt about it, Captain.

This isotope was used in the weapon
that attacked Earth.

You offered to help us.
Are you still willing?

If you're prepared to trust me.

We've modified the radiolytic signature.

If you can get it onboard their ship,
I'll be able to track it.

Degra's going to discover
that you sabotaged his kemocite.

You should just be concerned with
finding this weapon.

They broke orbit five minutes ago,
Captain.

Are you picking up the tracking signal?

Loud and clear.

Yes?

Commander Shran, would you come
to the Bridge?

- Status?
- We've lost the warp trail.

Continue scanning.

You know what we're looking for,
Lieutenant.

It shouldn't be that difficult to find.

Commander...

we've been searching for weeks.

And we'll continue searching until
we've accomplished our mission.

Or until we're destroyed?

You've seen what this place is like.
What are the chances they've survived?

We have our orders.

We should head back to Andoria
while we're still able.

You sound like you're afraid of
this Expanse, Lieutenant.

I'd expect that from a Vulcan,
not a member of the lmperial Guard.

Continue scanning.

Don't underestimate
these pinkskins, Lieutenant.

They're still out there.

It's been a long road

Gettin' from there to here

It's been a long time

But my time is finally near

And I will see my dream
Come alive at last

I will touch the sky

And they're not gonna
Hold me down no more

No, they're not gonna change my mind

'Cause I've got faith of the heart

I'm going where my heart will take me

I've got faith to believe

I can do anything

I've got strength of the soul

And no one's gonna bend or break me

I can reach any star

I've got faith

I've got faith

Faith of the heart

- Where are the others?
- Delayed.

I said the matter was urgent.

Typical humanoid arrogance.

You expect us to come scurrying
whenever it suits you.

I'm sorry to inconvenience you...

but I'm sure you'll find the journey
worth the effort.

The weapon is ready?

Not quite.

Then why are you wasting our time?

The new prototype has been completed.

We've scheduled a test.

- When?
- Three days.

You'll be able to view the test remotely
from this chamber.

If everything goes as planned,
we should be ready to deploy...

the final version in a month,
maybe sooner.

And the human threat
will finally be eliminated.

I hope you find that worth your time.

The signal was so weak I wasn't
even sure that it was there at first.

- But you are now.
- Yes, sir.

The isotopic signature
matches the kemocite...

that you planted on the Xindi ship.

Set a course.
Tell Trip I want everything...

he can give me from the engines.

Captain, as you know, Ensign Sato
and I have been working...

to reconstruct our database.

And?

We've managed to dig about
30% of the lost data...

out of the redundant memory core.

Enough to begin piecing together a map
of the spatial anomalies.

The signal lies just beyond
a dense field of them.

Here.

- How long to go around it?
- The field is massive.

Seventeen days at warp 5.

Alert the crew. It's going to get rough.

- Tucker to the Bridge.
- Go ahead.

I've got the warp reactor buttoned up.

- We're as ready as we'll ever be.
- Acknowledged.

T'Pol?

I've charted the largest anomalies,
but the field is extremely dense.

We may not be able to avoid all of them.

Do your best.

Travis, take us in.

- One-half impulse.
- Aye, sir.

Come to bearing 2-7-5, mark 8.

Hard to port!

We just grazed it. No damage.

Just how accurate is this map of yours?

Considering I only have 30%
of our database to work with...

There's an anomaly forming
directly ahead.

- It's expanding.
- Expanding?

I've never seen this before.
They're merging...

- building on one another.
- Which way, Subcommander?

It's growing too rapidly.

Emergency power to hull plating!

Brace for impact!

We're losing hull integrity.
Atmosphere is venting on D-Deck.

Come about. Get us out of here.

- The helm is not responding.
- We've been completely enveloped.

Main power is going down.

Sir, I'm picking up something out there.
I think it's a ship.

Can you identify it?

There is too much distortion.

A tractor beam is locked onto us.

We've been pulled out.

They're hailing us.

I guess we owe someone a thank you.

Captain Archer.

Look at the trouble you've gotten
your pink skin into this time.

You're braver than I imagined.

I wouldn't try to traverse
an anomaly field in a ship this fragile.

You don't seem
to be having any trouble.

We've discovered a few tricks
to deal with them.

How did you locate us?

We have a record of your warp
signature from our last encounter.

Our ships are considerably faster
than Enterprise.

It wasn't difficult to catch up with you.

That explains how you got here.
It doesn't explain why.

Your world was brutally attacked.

The lmperial Guard thought you'd be
grateful to have an ally...

considering no one else
came rushing to your aid.

And how did the lmperial Guard know
Earth had been attacked?

Seven million killed?
Not exactly a state secret.

Especially if you are
monitoring communications...

between Starfleet
and the Vulcan High Command.

What happened to your uniform,
Subcommander?

Not that I don't find
your new look becoming...

but it is not exactly regulation, is it?

I resigned my commission.

Yes, I believe I heard
something about that.

Why are you here?

Your world is in jeopardy,
and where are your friends...

the Vulcans?
Where is their mighty fleet?

They couldn't even spare one officer.

She was forced to abandon
her career to remain on your ship.

A remarkably selfless act for a Vulcan.

But we've come to your aid.

We've come into the Expanse
when they refused.

We are here to help you.

If you don't want our assistance...

we will leave you to deal with the Xindi
on your own.

Just like the Vulcans have done.

Targeting sensors are down,
hull plating...

We're damn lucky the torpedoes
were all in safe mode.

- Lf one of them had detonated...
- Phase-cannons?

They haven't even got enough power
to light a campfire.

How long to fix them?

I couldn't even guess without a chance
to sort this out.

Commander Shran offered to send
his Tactical Officer over to help.

We'd be giving them access to
critical systems.

The kemocite signal Hoshi picked up
could lead us to the Xindi weapon.

We're going to need our defences.

I don't like the idea of having
the Andorians down here...

any more than you do.
But we could use their help.

Aye, sir.

The Andorian shuttle has docked.

Good. Let's put them to work.

I recommend we assign
a security detail to each repair crew.

You've been talking to Lieutenant Reed?

They're here to help, T'Pol.

That doesn't mean
we shouldn't exercise caution.

I'm not going to ask them to work with
guns at their heads...

just because you don't like them.

I neither like nor dislike Andorians.

I've simply had a great deal of
experience with them.

I appreciate that.

But whatever problems exist between
Vulcan and Andoria don't involve us.

Not at the moment.

We weren't always
so antagonistic, Captain.

In fact, despite their
heightened emotions...

our first contact with Andorians
seemed promising.

What happened?

They were duplicitous.

They only honoured agreements
that didn't conflict with their interests.

Is that your assessment,
or the High Command's?

Considering the importance
of this mission...

I feel compelled to point out that
they've proven untrustworthy in the past.

I don't trust them either, T'Pol.

But based on my experience,
I think I can trust Commander Shran.

- Coffee. Black.
- No tea?

Yeah, no crumpets, either, thank you.

I need all the caffeine I can get.

- What's the situation in Engineering?
- Bad.

- The Armoury?
- Worse.

Which one of you is Reed?

I'm Lieutenant Reed.

I assumed I'd find you in the Armoury...

not relaxing here. What is that?

It's coffee.

And just for the record,
I haven't left the Armoury...

for so much as a bathroom break
in nearly 12 hours.

And you are?

Lieutenant Talas of
the lmperial Warship Kumari.

This is Commander Tucker,
our Chief Engineer.

Pleasure.

- I've been ordered to assist you.
- Indeed.

Well, I'll see if I can find
something for you to do.

I have duties of my own.

The sooner your ship is repaired,
the sooner I can get back to them.

Well, I'll let you two get acquainted.

I wasn't sure we'd find you alive.

Under the circumstances, I'd say...

we have something to celebrate.

I appreciate the gesture,
but we have a lot of repairs to make.

And your crew is doing
a fine job of making them.

Have a drink with me.

You've earned a brief respite.

Andorian ale.

You seemed to enjoy it
the last time we met.

I took the liberty of bringing
a few extra bottles.

Thanks.

To a swift victory.

So, how did you get picked
for this assignment?

I volunteered. It made sense.

I've had the greatest amount of
contact with pink...

With humans.

And the last time we met,
you helped my people avert a war.

I don't like unpaid debts.

We keep doing each other favours.

Isn't that how alliances are born?

I haven't seen you in awhile.

As long as you're here,
maybe you can give me a hand.

Touch this to
the phase-regulator, there...

while I check the polarity.

I thought you might be avoiding me.

Three neuro-pressure sessions a week
is hardly avoiding you.

The Captain asked for an update
on your repairs.

Three of the injectors are burned out,
the restrictor coils are completely fried.

How long until we have warp?

I would say at least two days,
but the blue guys really know their stuff.

Should be up and running
in about 12 hours.

- Is there a problem?
- No.

Keep me informed of your progress.

Hand me the micro-spanner, please.

I've brought some equipment
that should align those relays...

much more precisely.

The spanner will do the job nicely.
If you wouldn't mind?

Is there anything else I can get you?
Some coffee, perhaps?

That'll be lovely.

Since you clearly don't need my help,
I'll return to my ship.

Thank you for the hospitality.

Give my regards to Commander Shran.

For what it's worth, Lieutenant,
I'm not here to steal your secrets.

It would hardly be worth the effort.

I beg your pardon?

The last time I saw weapons like these
was during my early tactical training.

I'm sorry I wasted your time
on our primitive systems.

Not at all. I found it nostalgic.

Just be careful when you reconnect that
to your power grid.

You didn't reset the EPS synchroniser.

You may singe your eyebrows
when you bring it back online.

Lieutenant Talas...

I apologise if I've been rude.

Why don't I get us both a cup of coffee
and we can align these relays together?

Captain's Starlog, December 6, 2153.

With some assistance
from the Andorians...

we've managed to
steer clear of anomalies.

200 million kilometres.

Close enough, Travis.
We don't want to give ourselves away.

Aye, sir.

It's a G-Type star system, six planets
with over 100 moons.

Any bio-signs?

There's a great deal of debris in
the system. I can't tell from this range.

Our sensors are
more sophisticated than yours.

We should be able to scan the system...

without betraying our presence,
if I may?

- This is Commander Shran.
- Go ahead.

Transfer our long-range sensor data
to Enterprise.

Yes, Commander.

It's coming in.

Four vessels, all Xindi.

Many of the moons show evidence of
extensive weapons bombardment.

Why attack an uninhabited system?

I don't think they attacked anyone.

It's Bikini Atoll.

What?

When my species was developing
primitive nuclear weapons...

they needed places to test them.

One was a remote island
called Bikini Atoll.

So you believe this is
some kind of proving ground?

It's possible.

If they are getting ready to test
their weapon, we're running out of time.

I wouldn't recommend a frontal assault.

Your weapons are damaged. Critical
systems are down all over your ship...

and you're outnumbered, 4-to-1.

I thought it was 4-to-2.

Even our combined forces don't stand
a chance against that kind of firepower.

I'm not ready to risk my ship...

when we don't even know
if the Xindi weapon is here.

I agree. We need to get a closer look.

What do you propose we do?

Fly up to them
and ask them what they're doing?

Ensign. Commander.

I'll take him from here.

Mr. Tucker, how are your repairs
coming along?

Pretty well, thanks to your people.

But I was wondering
if I could ask a favour.

I'm told your antimatter injectors
use variable-compression nozzles.

Told by whom?
That's rather sensitive information.

I don't want to get anyone in trouble,
but an injector...

would work wonders for our engines.

I imagine it would.

I don't know, Commander, that's
a sophisticated piece of technology.

- I thought we were allies here.
- That remains to be seen.

You have my condolences
over the attack on your world.

Thanks.

I understand your sister was killed.

Captain Archer told me.

Well, lots of people lost family.

No great victory comes
without sacrifice.

The dispute between my people
and the Vulcans hasn't been bloodless.

Border skirmishes were common
a few decades ago.

They'd violate our territory,
we'd retaliate.

I was still in school when my older
brother joined the lmperial Guard.

He was assigned to
a forward surveillance unit.

I can understand why you seek
vengeance against these Xindi.

I'd love to get my hands
on whoever ordered that attack.

But that's not why we're here.

You have no desire
to make these people pay...

for the death of your sister?

I just want to make sure they don't get
the chance to finish what they started.

So any help you can give us...

I'll have that antimatter injector
delivered to you.

I appreciate it.

Degra, what's the delay?

Stand by.

We have been standing by
for nearly an hour!

We're confirming final power readings.

I wouldn't want you to be disappointed
with the results.

Deploy the weapon.

Initiate firing protocols.

- What is it?
- A ship just entered the system.

We can't identify it. Abort the test.

Return the weapon
to the launch platform.

- Degra, report.
- Stand by.

Activate all defence systems.
Contact the other vessels...

and have them intercept that ship.

- Degra.
- We are securing the weapon.

I'll resume contact when I can.

We're receiving a transmission
from the ship.

Allow me to introduce myself.
My name is Shran...

of the Andorian Mining Consortium.

You've entered restricted space.
Leave immediately.

Restricted? I had no idea.
We don't want to cause any trouble.

We're looking for a rare element...

Archerite.

We picked up some promising readings
coming from your system.

I don't care what you're looking for.
Turn your ship around and leave.

Of course, but you don't mind
if we finish our scans?

Archerite is extremely valuable to us.

Even a few kilos will pay our expenses
for the next 10 cycles.

They're scanning our ships.

We're not trying to violate your privacy.

Our sensors are omni-directional.
There's nothing to be concerned about.

Deactivate your scans and leave,
or we'll destroy you.

There's no need for threats.

We'll leave. But if this system
does contain Archerite...

you just missed out your opportunity
to collect a generous percentage.

Stop the scan.

Take us out of the system,
but not too quickly.

The Andorian Mining Consortium
runs from no one.

It's emitting high levels of radiation.

It could be anything. Power generator
of some kind, fusion reactor.

It has the same quantum signature
as the weapon that attacked Earth.

What's the status of our repairs?

Lmpulse and warp engines are nominal,
hull plating is at 82%.

Weapons?

Mr. Reed reports the anomaly caused
more damage than he first estimated.

- How long?
- He isn't certain. Perhaps two days.

If they are here to test that thing,
we may not have two days.

Why the urgency?

This can't be the final version
of the weapon.

T'Pol's analysis shows it isn't powerful
enough to destroy an entire planet.

Let them run their tests.

Why destroy this prototype
when we can see it in use...

and gauge its destructive power?

I don't intend to destroy it.

If we could get our hands
on this weapon...

Starfleet might be able to
figure out a defence.

We're going to take it.

The phase-couplers are charging.

Yeah, all we have left is to
reset the emitters.

What's the frequency?

I'll do it.

You don't trust me.

No offence, but when it comes to our
weapons frequencies...

I wouldn't trust my own mother.

Is your mother considered
a security risk?

It's just an expression.

An odd one.

My mother's security clearance
is higher than mine.

Really?

She commanded
an lmperial infantry unit.

You come from a military family?

Four generations.

Three on my father's side.

He must be disappointed in you.

What?

Betraying your family tradition
by serving on a ship of exploration.

Actually, we haven't done
much exploring for quite a while.

But since you ask,
he wasn't very pleased.

The Royal Navy was his life.

Perhaps he'd feel differently
if he saw you now...

fighting for the survival of your race.

I'm sure he would.

All right. All done.

I'll power it up...

and we'll see where we stand.

- Report.
- They've launched the prototype.

Can we get a closer look?

- This is Shran.
- Yes, Commander.

Transfer our sensor telemetry
to Enterprise.

Are these the satisfying results
you promised?

The device was building to an overload.
We were forced to shut it down.

Why? What happened?

I need time to analyse the data.

Time? We've given you
more than enough time.

We were promised a weapon to destroy
the humans in one stroke...

not peck away at them, bit by bit.

That moon was nearly split in two.
Clearly, progress has been made.

Not enough.

Every failure puts us at risk.

Degra, can the problem be rectified?

Once I've recovered the device,
I'll have more information.

We hope so.

The output was much greater than
the probe that attacked Earth...

but still, I don't believe
the device reached its maximum yield.

We detected power fluctuations.

It appears it was building
toward an overload.

Are you saying this was a failure?

A spectacular one, but yes.

Gralik.

An Arboreal Xindi we met at a facility
that manufactured...

one of the components for the weapon.

He promised to help us.

Looks like he kept his word.

Why haven't they retrieved it?

It's still emitting high levels of radiation.

How long till it's safe enough
to get close?

Six hours, at least.

We've got to get to it before they do.

What if we shield the Launch Bay...

evacuate all
the adjacent compartments?

Could we bring it aboard any sooner?

Our shielding wouldn't be sufficient
to protect the crew.

Use my ship.

Our force field will contain the radiation.

We'll secure the device
in our Cargo Bay

until it's safe to transfer to Enterprise.

That's a generous offer...

but what are we supposed to do,
cheer you on?

It's four against two, remember?

This would be a joint venture.

Archer to Lieutenant Reed.

Reed here, sir.

- What's the status on weapons?
- Torpedoes are back online.

Thanks to Lieutenant Talas, we should
have phase-cannons within the hour.

We're going to need them. Archer out.

I wish we had more time.

You're only going to get
94% efficiency from the phase-cannons.

I've never gotten them above 93%.

If you ever decide to leave
the lmperial Guard...

Starfleet could certainly use you.

And if you get tired of exploring,
you'd do well in the lmperial Guard.

I appreciate your offer, Shran.

We accept.

I'll return to my ship.

I'm going with you.

I plan to be there
when you bring the weapon aboard.

That won't be necessary.
We'll keep you informed.

That's not good enough.
If something goes wrong...

The Kumari is a warship,
with a battle-tested crew...

they are capable of performing
their duties...

without you looking over their shoulders.

What happened to
this being a "joint venture"?

We'll render
whatever assistance we can...

but my crew won't take orders from you.

They're going to have to.

The lmperial Guard doesn't serve
at your leisure, pinkskin!

This is my mission!

And you'd pass up your best chance for
success over a matter of pride?

This isn't about pride.

The Xindi killed seven million humans,
not Andorians.

I won't put the fate of my people
in the hands of the lmperial Guard.

Now, we could use your help...

but if you're not happy
with me calling the shots...

then we'll go it alone.

I've seen the scans you transmitted,
Commander. Impressive.

Archer's Science Officer believes
the weapon is unstable.

It nearly overloaded.

The Vulcan?

I have no reason to doubt
her assessment. She seems competent.

We'll review her data.
Proceed as planned.

General, the humans may
yet become valuable allies.

If your mission is successful,
we won't need an alliance with them...

or anyone.

Why squander the opportunity?

Is this mission worth
making enemies of them?

It's not up to you to determine
the value of this mission, Commander.

I trust your regard for this pinkskin
won't cause you to forget that.

What are you doing?

Why are you accessing the sensors?
They weren't damaged.

Not by the anomaly.

With all the bypasses
we've been running...

we obviously could have created
some additional problems.

You're just being thorough.

You wouldn't want to be in a battle
with the Xindi...

and suddenly find yourself flying blind.

So, anything we need to worry about?

Your lateral array was out of alignment.

I corrected it. All other systems are
functioning properly.

I'd take this ship into combat myself.

Even with our primitive weapons?

It's not the weapon,
it's the soldier who wields it.

- What is it?
- A ship.

- The Andorians?
- No. Bio-signs are human.

Send the escort ships to intercept.

We have to keep them
away from the weapon.

- Two Xindi ships approaching.
- Tactical Alert.

- Evasive manoeuvres, Ensign.
- Aye.

Hail the Captain.

The two Reptilian ships
are moving toward us.

The other vessels are holding position.

- Try to keep them busy.
- Acknowledged.

I await your orders.

Let's go get it.

Charge weapons and set a course.

Another vessel. It's the Andorian ship.
They're heading for the weapon.

They're working together.
Get our ships back here now!

Hull plating is holding.

Return fire. Target their engines.

- They're breaking off.
- They're heading back into the system.

Pursuit course, Ensign.
Continue firing all weapons.

We have it.

Take us out of the system.
Maximum speed.

- Are they following?
- No.

The human vessel disabled
main propulsion on both ships.

- What about Enterprise?
- They've gone to warp.

No apparent damage.

Contact T'Pol. Have her meet us
at the rendezvous point.

Is there a problem?

Inform the lmperial Guard
we have the weapon.

Set a course for Andoria,
maximum warp.

What are you doing?

I'm afraid we won't be taking orders
from you any longer.

Now I see why you generously offered
to let us use your ship.

You son of a bitch!

I was ordered to retrieve the weapon
by whatever means necessary.

I'm starting to think the Vulcans
may be right about you.

The Vulcans are the reason
we're doing this.

What are you talking about?

For 200 years, all that's kept them
from invading Andoria...

is the threat of massive retaliation.

If we had a weapon of this magnitude
at our disposal...

they wouldn't dare attack us.

You're putting Earth at risk because
of a border dispute with the Vulcans?

We disrupted the Xindi test,
took their weapon!

We may have helped save your world.

I guess I'm not familiar with
the Andorian concept of help!

I don't need to justify my actions
to you, pinkskin.

I swore an oath to the lmperial Guard.
My loyalty lies with them.

My crew won't let you take the weapon
without a fight.

Your ship isn't fast enough to catch us.

You'll have to slow down to pass
through the anomaly field.

I anticipated that.

When Talas was working on Enterprise,
she disrupted the main sensor array.

They may be able to catch up to us,
but they'll have no way to find us.

You like to talk about repaying debts.

I've owed you that for a long time.

Take the Captain to an escape pod.

Don't worry, we'll alert Enterprise
where to find you.

We disabled main power
on both Reptilian ships.

The other vessels aren't pursuing us.

- What about our sensors?
- Back online.

You were right, sir.

If I hadn't been watching
that Andorian officer...

it might have taken weeks to
find out where she sabotaged the array.

- Their ship?
- It's approaching the anomaly field.

They reduced speed.
We'll intercept them in 14 minutes.

- We've begun examining the weapon.
- Excellent work.

I'll see that you receive
a commendation.

With respect, General,
I'd prefer you didn't.

Transmit your analysis
as soon as possible.

Commander Shran...

What is it?

Enterprise is approaching.

- Where are they?
- 80,000 kilometres.

They're hailing us.

Captain Archer, glad to see
you made it back safely.

How did you find us?

You don't think I'd let your people
work on my ship...

without appropriate supervision.

Give us the weapon.

I respect your perseverance,
but you don't actually think...

you'll be able to take it from us.

No, I think you're going to give it to us...

willingly.

I should have warned you.

Don't drink too much of
that Andorian ale in one sitting.

You tossed me overboard before
I had a chance to thank you...

for letting us access
your sensor telemetry.

When the Xindi tested the weapon,
we were able to intercept...

their activation codes.

Give it to us...

or we'll detonate it in your Cargo Bay.

You'll lose your prize.

I'd rather do that
than let you take it back to Andoria.

Why? We're not your enemy.

I can't take the chance
that you'd use it against the Vulcans.

What have the Vulcans done
to deserve your loyalty?

You said you came to help us, Shran.
You can still make good on your offer.

I'm sorry, pinkskin.

You're not giving me any choice.

I don't believe you.

Take us into the anomaly field.

T'Pol.

Shran to Cargo Hold 3.
What's your status?

The firing matrix has activated.
I believe the device is arming itself.

- Shut it down!
- We're trying, Commander.

I'd get rid of it while you still can.

Report!

They have less than 30 seconds.

Shran...

20 seconds...

Clear the hold!
Prepare to open the bay doors.

- Six seconds.
- Let's get moving.

Already on it, sir.

No damage, sir.

The Andorians?

They were much closer than we were.
Their hull is intact...

but there is significant damage
to their engines and power systems.

Open a channel to Shran.

Ask him if he requires our assistance.

Captain's Starlog, supplemental.

Commander Shran graciously declined
our offer of help.

The last we saw of them, they were
limping away on auxiliary power.

You have something?

Just before we went to warp...

we received a transmission from
the Andorian ship.

It wasn't on one of their
normal comm frequencies.

It was encrypted to look like
subspace interference.

Let's see it.

Apparently they had time to
take some detailed scans...

while it was aboard their ship.

Judging from the clandestine nature
of the transmission...

I'd guess that whoever sent this
didn't want to be discovered.

Get it to Starfleet Command right away.

Why don't you and Trip
join me for dinner tonight?

I have some Andorian ale
you might like to try.