Some kid gets on Jean-Luc's terminal over here, somehow knowing that I'd be there to receive the transmission, from the future no less, and wants to talk to me. Ok, I'll buy that, because that's the kind of place this is. But she wants to know if I'm her mother? What a joke.
But why. That's the thing. I have to know. She was checking Jean-Luc's records. And she wanted to know if we had a relationship...*laughs*. Oh my. The poor girl thinks she's Jean-Luc's kid? That's almost as outrageous an idea that I'm her mom. I'd really like to know where she picked up that thought at.
Jean-Luc Picard as someone's daddy. It'd take an act of god for that to happen. All I can say is, if it's true, I feel sorry for the both of them. She seemed like a rather feisty kid. Oh. And I'd love to see the look on his face when she tells him. I would actually pay to see that.
But it's not likely, and it's not my problem. I have a little trip to the planet's surface to prepare for. Finally this jaunt to the past is going to start to pay off in a big way. At least it had better. I had to put up with a retarded android and pineapple for this, among other things. *shudder*
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