Existentialism, Part 2
The Doctor entered the wrong password.
"Are you a robot?" asked the computer in its usual borderline-cheerful monotone.
The Doctor felt his eye twitch. "I'm… I mean… That shouldn't matter… Should it? This is the twenty-fourth century, not the twenty-first..! I..!"
Seven joined him at the console. "Allow me to assist you. Perhaps it will take my password."
"Are you sure you're not a robot?" asked the computer mockingly.
Seven blinked, then looked at her Borg-enhanced hand. "I… do not understand. Less than twenty percent of my body is cybernetic. I am not a robot… am I?"
Outside the room, Tom snickered.
B'Elanna glared at him. "I just fixed the Doctor's existential crisis, now you're gonna give both of them problems?!"