The Calendar

The day the calendar came out resembled every other day under Kirk's command.

And that shouldn't have happened...

The interchanges elevated Uhura's irritation as each man involved with the calendar seemed too nonchalantly unconcerned with viewing the completed project.

Kirk -

"Captain," the Comm Chief inquired, "have the final copies of the calendar come in for the Enterprise crew? I'm getting a lot of requests."

"When they get here, Lieutenant, they get here. Let's get this mapping done."

Sulu -

"Hikaru, do you have your copy of the -"

"Love to show it to you, Uhura, but I have a date!"

(followed by the sound on running feet)

Scotty -

"Scotty have you -"

"Don't ask me, lass - I hope they flush the bloody thing. I hope the servers slag! The whole ridiculous lot can póg mo thóin!"

Spock -

"Commander, I believe there's something wrong with the receive buffer in my console. I cannot retrieve the calendar from any of the authorized sites."

"There is nothing wrong with your console, Lieutenant."

Spock - what's going on!

Please, k'diwa...

McCoy -

"Hey, Len, do you have a copy of -"

"Get outta here, Uhura, before I give you a medically unnecessary hypo!"