Ye Olde Disclaimer: They aint mine, I tells ya!

            "No really, I'm busy on the 12th." the woman at the bar told Geordi.

            "Can I call you then?" he replied hopefully.

            "No."

            The woman left the bar, and Geordi let his face fall into his hands. Even at the reception for the Voyager, where many of the women in the room had spent seven years in the Delta quadrant with rather limited dating options, he couldn't find anyone interested in a Friday night on the town.

            "Don't worry about her," a male voice said from somewhere near the engineer, "She's got a boyfriend anyway."

            The voice belonged to a young Asian man from the Voyager crew.

"My name's Harry Kim." he said, sticking out a hand. Geordi shook it.

"Geordi La Forge. Have a seat," he replied, indicating a bar stool. After the ensign had taken a seat, the engineer asked, "Is she always like that?"

"Oh yeah. At least you got her to talk to you for more than two minutes. The only ones I can get to do that all have problems."

"What kind of problems?"

"Let's see…one was a Borg, another was dead, and then there were those three that wanted to kill me…

"You've already listed more women than I've ever had luck with. At this point even the dangerous ones sound appealing. I think I figured out my problem though."

This piqued Harry's interest, "You have? What is it?"

"I'm on the same ship as Will Riker. That man is such a talented sweet talker that no other man on board even stands a chance."

Harry pondered for a moment, then replied, "I think I have that problem too. You should hear Tom Paris when he talks to women, and he's married."

"Really? Some guys have all the luck."

Neither of them noticed that Will and Tom had been standing less than ten feet away, talking about poker, when they'd started this discussion.

"Harry has no idea what he's talking about," Tom said, "I mean, he's a great pal, but when it comes to women he's hopeless."

"I don't know…" Will replied, then he had an idea. He regarded his new friend with a mischievous look and asked, "Do you want to bet on it?"

"What exactly do you have in mind?"