Did You Get the Memo?

"People think we're dating."

"We're what?!"

"Dating. You know, dating, going out, going steady, seeing each other, involved with each other, pursuing a relationship . . . boyfriends."

"Where did they get an idea like that?! Just because we sometimes play pool together--"

"Nearly every night."

"We beat Harry and Ayala at Parises Squares--"

"We being you and I as a team."

"We try out new holodeck programs--"

"Just the two of us."

"We eat dinner and sometimes breakfast together . . ."




"Uh, Chakotay?"

"Yes." grumble

"When's our next date?"

"Tonight. Sandrine's. 1800. Drinks. Dinner. Pool."


"So if people think we're dating . . ."


"Then they must think we're . . ."





"And what?"

"Didn't you have something else to add to that?"

"You want to come back to my place tonight after dinner and pool?"

"Not on the first--"  pause  "How many dates have we been on?"

"So we are dating?"


"Then you'll come back to my quarters tonight?"




"Maybe we should talk about this."

"You can't talk right now."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm going to kiss you."

~Finis ... I think

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