That's not me, Data.

Date: 2003-07-24 04:36 pm (UTC)
I know I said it's all much the same, but you know what? I was lying. That's not me talking about betting pools, that's my brother (WHO NEEDS TO GET HIS OWN DAMN JOURNAL!)

Inquiry, my android friend: how would any of the people on your ship, who are placing these wagers, know what me and your captain are doing? I mean, did they expect to see us running through meadows holding hands on camping holiday? Walking down the aisle together with organ music playing? (Although I have to admit the thought of Jean-Luc in a bridal gown and veil is absolutely hilarious. But no.) I mean, did they think Jean-Luc would ever tell them anything about who he's sleeping with, no matter who it was? How do they expect to collect on their wagers?

As for you, Q, I know about the betting pool. Q wouldn't let me in it because I'm biased, but I know what the odds are currently being assigned. You sure you wanna wager three whole solar systems? I mean, you did lose that asteroid belt and all.
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