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Transcript
Panel 1:
Commodore Jeffrey Bannister: You know, Dale... that reminds me of how all our officers get to have comfy chairs.
Even the prison guards!
Commander Dale Zurkett: That's right, sir... and a fifteen minute break every two hours.
Jeff: Plus lunch!
Dale: Of course. And coffee and cake. And the holodeck allotment during off-duty hours...
Romulan Guard Tomok: That's enough!!
Panel 2:
Tomok: I guess you humans WANT to be shot! So... I will accomoda--
Romulan Guard Chief Jovar: Tomok... you know we can't! The advisor...
Panel 3:
Jovar: You seem a little on edge. They're just trying to get you to make a mistake!
Tomok: I know, I know... it's just...
Jovar: Just what?
Tomok: I really DO want a chair...
Romulan Prince: Excuse me! Hello?
Panel 4:
Prince: Oh, hi! Good. These are the humans from Earth, right?
Tomok: Your highness? What are you doing here?
Prince: Oh, it is, um, quite imperative for me... I mean, the planet's royalty... to talk to the prisoners.
Could you give us some privacy?
Panel 5:
Tomok: Pardon, my prince, but... these are dangerous prisoners. They tried to kidnap the queen!
We can't leave you alone with them.
Prince: Oh. Well, I guess you can stay and listen.
It's just kind of awkward.
Tomok: Awkward?
Prince: My bodyguard sent you a message letting you know that we were coming?
Jovar: Hold on... I did get a message. Let's see...
...
Yeah, um... your worship, I think we can give you some privacy.
*snigger*
Panel 6:
Tomok: What? What did he say?
Jovar: *snrk* I'll tell you later.
Panel 7:
Jeff: You're the prince! You were with Natashia before!
Did she send you?
Dale: Can you get us out of here?
Panel 8:
Prince: Oh, no... I haven't seen her since I fell over at particle defense control. They won't let her out right now without supervision.
It's sad... I think she's unhappy and I'm not sure she likes me.
I thought, since you both know her, maybe you could help me figure out what I'm doing wrong?
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