That was all probably reasonable, as much as Trip wasn't sure he wanted to sit around in guest quarters. Especially on a ship that must be as big as this one. Although the uniforms were different to his, he could see some rank pins from here - at least something was the same. Maybe this really could be the future.

His beer tasted fine, he found when he sipped it. "I could get used to living on a ship with a bar." Rather than just personal supplies various crew members had secreted back on Enterprise.

"You're a scientist?" That was something at least he could understand without having to get to grips with Q and the 24th century.