The Jaws of Defeat
The runabout upon which my daughter and I were prisoners came out of warp. "Where are we?" I asked the nearest
Mib Khan.
"I told you before, I'm not going to answer any more of your questions," he responded.
"You are not going to answer any more of my questions?" I asked.
"No," he responded, and then was immediately slapped upside the head by two more
Khans. This was the closest thing to a victory I had achieved since I had gotten one of them to give me a packet of peanuts for the flight. Other than during the last changing of
T'Sorvik's diapers, the Khans stayed very close and kept me well under control.
"I will answer a question you haven't asked," Khan volunteered. "You'll soon be out of our hair. We're transferring you to a less conspicuous vessel for the rest of your trip."
"Will this new vessel have any in-flight holodeck entertainment?"