He catches her mid-full body eyeroll again. "Thank you," she snaps. Then, she remembers who she's dealing with after brushing past him and turning around. She's exasperated, but she's favors him with a smile anyway.

Tasha looks around the room. Some of it goes back to the era of Captain Kirk. She has to marvel at the idea of Data being made and tested with anything so technologically primitive. "Shouting can be pretty useful in humans, you know. In many Terran martial arts, focused yelling is consider essential for several reasons."