"You rang, m'lord?" Picard droned.
"No, no, no!" Beverly stood with a sigh and slowly put her PADD down
on the table. "Not good enough, Jean-Luc. You must get into the spirit.
You must experience the Butler- *be* the Butler!" She took up Picard's
place, pointing out his faults as Riker and Picard shared a bemused look.
"Is she always this bad?" Picard mouthed to Riker, and was rewarded
with a sympathetic nod. Picard groaned inwardly, wondering why he'd agreed
to do this.
Oh- he remembered now. Beverly had asked him, and he never could say
no to his wife...
"Where is home for you now, Chakotay?"
"Home? Home is where I'm comfortable, where I'm with family, and, above
all, where you are. For you?"
"Me? Once, home was Earth. Indiana, Mark, Molly, my family, all my
special places... now, home is where you are."
"Then, Kathryn- I guess you got us home after all."