Party Bus
Lights flashed. Several disco balls hung from the bulkheads. A beat dropped.
Janeway crossed her arms. "I for one embrace my starship's reputation of being a party bus. It's good for keeping up crew morale." She grinned. "You can't have existential crises if you're always dancing to EDM!"
B'Elanna cried tears of joy. "Neither of our cyber-dorks have had an existential crisis in eleven months. I've actually been able to do my job again." She sniffed. "It's beautiful."