i imagine you go around the rolor nebula. if you're really this interested in my flight plans why don't you look them up? you are the commander of the station, after all. forget i brought it up. okay, everyone grab a plate and prepare to be dazzled. you first. you're not going to hurt me, are you? normally, i would simply make a strategic withdrawal at the first sign of trouble but there doesn't seem to be a way out of here. you could always call security. oh, true, but it would take them a few minutes to arrive and by then, it might be too late. i don't think i'll hurt you. i'm gratified to hear that. in fact, i think it's safe to say you have nothing to fear from me. this is ridiculous. we have perishable goods in the hold and we cannot allow... what is going on? we need to make a class two inspection of your cargo before we can allow you to leave. inspection? for what? there've been reports of an outbreak on bajor so we're scanning all ships in cargo before they leave. none of my cargo came from bajor. i'm afraid the rules