Disclaimer: (sobbing) They don't belong to me! (grins evilly) But if they did, they'd have a hell of a lot more fun!
Janeway: All right, everyone, it's time to eat! But first, we must give thanks…Tuvok, you first.
Tuvok: I am thankful for my ears.
Janeway: Your ears?
Tuvok: Yes. I can turn them on and off at will, which is extremely useful when on the deck the Paris quarters are located on, or when passing by your quarters at night, Captain.
Janeway: (blushes bright red) Uh, right, well…Um, Tom? How about you? What are you thankful for?
Paris: (grins) My wife.
Janeway: How lovely. Now—
Paris: She and I have the greatest—
Janeway: ALL RIGHT, that's enough, now, B'Elanna, it's your turn.
Torres: Well, I'm thankful for…for Tom. He's the sweetest, sexiest… (trails off as she and Tom begin making out)
Janeway: (blushes again) Ah, we'll let you two be for now…Doctor, you're next.
Doctor: I am thankful for my excellent medical skills. (preens)
Janeway: (exasperated) Well, Doctor, that's…very nice. We're thankful for that, too, I'm sure. Uh—Chakotay? How about you? (Chakotay is staring at her intently, completely absorbed in this pleasant activity) Oh! Um, heh-heh, we'll come back to you, then. Harry?
Kim: I'm thankful for that extra pip you're giving me for Christmas… (gives her a hopeful look)
Janeway: What extra pip? Never mind—Seven, you're up.
Seven: Up?
Janeway: (exasperated) Just say something, Seven.
Seven: Of course. I am thankful for Astrometrics.
Janeway: (stares at the ex-Borg) (Neelix begins waving his hand wildly in the air) Yes, Neelix?
Neelix: I'll go next! I'll go next! I'm thankful for Thanksgiving!! And for my kitchen! And for leola roo—
Janeway: (holding up a halting hand) Please, Mr. Neelix, we're about to eat! Now, back to you, Chakotay.
Chakotay: (dreamily) I'm thankful for you, sweet thing.
Janeway: (embarrassed) CHAKOTAY!
Chakotay: Well, I am!
Janeway: And, uh, I'm thankful for Chak—er, for Voyager and her crew. Yes, that's it. Now, let's eat!
Chakotay: (eyes her hungrily) I know what I want to eat.
Janeway: (eyes widening) Oh…OH! Oh, my… (watches him for a moment, then jumps him, kissing him as they fall backwards to the floor)
Kim: (looking back and forth from Janeway and Chakotay, who are now entangled on the floor, to Seven) To hell with dinner! I'm skipping straight to dessert!! (jumps up and kisses Seven, who returns it forcefully)
Seven: (breaking the kiss for an instant) Let us go elsewhere to copulate.
(Both Kim and Seven disappear from the room to go…well, elsewhere)
Doctor: Turkey, anyone?