While the Senior staff were off at the briefing NE Holdthefort sat in the captains chair and considered what he knew about holosoaps. His Gram-gram watched one, he could remember from his youth. It featured a Klingon and a Vulcan who became house mates or something of the sort. Perhaps he should write to her and tell her what was going on. Despite the state of emergency everything seemed calm on the bridge and he got up to access the library computer in the hopes of finding the name of the very odd couple’s soap.

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