The waiter suddenly paled. "You're *that* Commander Smith?"

-When Arel Smith arrived, Deep Space Five never knew what hit it.

"What? I lied and told her you were hung like a horse. How was I to know that would scare her off?" Thyago defended, throwing up his arms. "Although, she was kinda petite, maybe she's afraid of large men..."

-Lt. Carneiro's attempts to be helpful sometimes go horribly wrong.

So, I have to take a shuttle to the USS Abigail Adams which takes me to the USS Some-River-in-Europe, which took me to Little Armenia. The colony planet, not the place in Los Angeles. I spend two days there until the USS Some-Astronomer picks me up and takes me to Atlantis.

-And you thought travel on 21st Century Earth was a pain.