God, he really, really is starting to hate time travel and the headaches that come with it.

"Nice to meet you, Captain." It's by far a better meeting than his first one with the captain of this vessel.

"Oh, come on," he reaches out for the bulkhead above the replicator, patting it gently. "She's all real woman, just a different sort is all." He grins, and his voice drops to a whisper. "Trying to get something a little more fun than synthehol."