"Kathryn, are you sure you want to do this?"

Janeway pulled her full-dress jacket over her green tank top.
"Chakotay, I have the unique chance to save a civilization, possibly two from annihilation."

"It's not that unique, I actually know several Starfleet Captain's which have done exactly that.
James T. Kirk several times in fact."

"What are you trying to do?" She raised one eyebrow.

"Trying to get you mad enough to stay."

"It's not working, so you can stop trying."

"Is the sight of saving millions the only reason?" He didn't give up.

"Gee, you make it sound so pity."

"Do you think this is fun?!"

"There's another reason." She said to get him concentrated on their allies more than his anger
towards her.
"I also have the chance to patch up a relationship between two leaders of different delta
quadrant reses. That's something I haven't heard any Starfleet do before."

"Can't anybody else in this quadrant play matchmaker?"

"You know, sometimes you're pretty funny without relaxing it yourself."

"Harry is down there, he's a good guy, let him do it!" Chakotay didn't back off.

"You're beginning to sound desperate... Why not let B'Elanna or Tom?"

"Harry is a bit more... smooth."

"And you're way out of subject." Janeway stated and got rid of an invisible hair from her shoulder.

"You led me to it!"

"I did not!"

"I don't want you to go, Kathryn! Please stay and let us come up with a mutual plan!"

"I didn't listen to Bral, and he was at least all sober. Why should I listen to someone sounding
as desperate as you?"

"Because I am second in command, the unofficial counselor, and your true friend."

"And I am the Captain, and 'official' commander of this ship, as well as your true friend."

"It doesn't matter what I say to make you say, does it?"

"Finally you're getting it," she said with comviction,

Chakotay frowned. "Not at all?"

"Not at all."