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"You've never brought me tea," complained Janeway.
That's not precisely true, thought the Vulcan, remembering a time years ago…
"Get me those reports!" ordered the captain. "Now!"
"Aye, Sir," answered a frightened lieutenant before running off.
Tuvok stepped forward and offered Janeway a dainty cup. She grabbed it mindlessly while barking at an engineer to reroute the phase couplings.
Automatically, she brought it to her lips. Suddenly, a stricken expression crossed her face and liquid spewed out of her mouth onto the Vulcan's uniform.
"This is the nastiest coffee I've ever tasted!" she exclaimed, then returned to her previous activities.