Episode Report Card Keckler: C- | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Grease Fire
By Keckler | Season 2 | Episode 15 | Aired on 02.11.2003
Quantum logs that the talks between the Andorians and Vulcans haven't been easy, but they've been productive. In the Conference Room, Excedrin PM tells Soval that the Andorians won't be satisfied until the Vulcans acknowledge the Andorian claim to the planet. "I believe someone once defined a compromise as a solution that neither side is happy with," Quantum puts in. Shut up, Quantum. "In that case, these talks have been extremely successful," Excedrin PM snarks. "I consider any negotiation that averts war to be a success," Soval comments. Excedrin PM slams out of his chair and stands up threateningly. Soval just watches him. Excedrin PM grabs a purple bottle in the middle of the table and pours out a few glasses, saying, "Join me in a drink to celebrate our mutual dissatisfaction." Oh, look -- Quantum is getting the diplomatic mission of his dreams. Where are all the pens? "Vulcans don't drink," Soval tells him. Excedrin PM's antennae go back. Quantum looks uneasy. "But this occasion merits an exception," Soval concedes. Heh -- the Vulcans really are drama queens. Everyone stands up and raises a glass. "To the ceasefire. It wouldn't have been possible without the help of our human friends," Excedrin PM toasts. I think Quantum's sleeping in the Conference Room tonight. He won't be able to fit his head out the door. "And to the successful continuation of these talks on Andoria," Soval adds. "I trust there will be more accomplished than just talk," Excedrin PM finishes with a grimace. Everyone drinks. With a bottle of Vouvray, I toast this episode being over and drink deeply as well. T'Pol manages to make a small moue as she sips her glass. Whatever -- we all know how much Blalock likes her sauce. T'Pol asks Quantum's permission to escort the Vulcans to the airlock. Quantum gives it. Soval starts to walk out, but turns back to say, "Captain, your presence here has not been...overly meddlesome." Hee. One of my favorite aspects of the Vulcans is their gift for ridiculous understatement. Quantum nods carefully. As the Vulcans walk out, T'Pol raises her eyebrows at her captain and follows. "I think he likes you, pink-skin," Excedrin PM says, turning to smile at Quantum. God, but Combs has an unnaturally stubby nose! I hope that's the make-up and not some Michael Jackson effect because it's really weird-looking. "I wouldn't go that far," Quantum says grimly.
Next week, it looks like Suliban and decaying corpses are on the menu. My mouth is watering already.