*walks into room*
I DEMAND THAT YOU LEAVE ENSIGN HUW THE SECURITY OFFICER ON THE USS PHOENIX ALONE, HE HAS BEEN SPYING ON YOU RECENTLY, IF YOU TOUCH ONE HAIR ON HIS HEAD WE WILL TAKE *calms down* action http://expansionfleet.sparks.priorweb.be/ikonboard/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'> We would like you to let us evacuate him...

Off: You have no idea how much pain it will cause u, (especially the story line http://expansionfleet.sparks.priorweb.be/ikonboard/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/sad.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':('>

Think booby trap, that has... messy... consequences http://expansionfleet.sparks.priorweb.be/ikonboard/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'>

*smirks*
I have information, he is already escaped...

and if you dare challenge the might of the FSS, the phoenix might, "accidentally" explode for no apparent reason! (OFF: dont worry i wont)

*Nailo spits his drink out comically as the crew of the Revox enter the bar*

Hmm, Most interesting *grins*

*Enters the pub and heads to a shady corner*

Hmmm... Maybe this isnt such a good place

*Nailo walks to the middle of the room and beams out*

Good bye Mike, I will contact you (E-mail)

*WHISPERS SO NO ONE CAN HEAR EXCEPT ME AND NICKERSON*

The Federation Secret Service requires your help, with a top secret mission...

If you would like to know more, hail (E-mail) me...

*Nailo gets up and leaves*

*Secretly listening into the conversation*

*whispers* I feel a plan coming along...

Mr Nickerson, could i possibly have a word with you, privately...

*points to the seat opposite Nailo*

I have a proposition for you...

*Overhears conversation*

*Sighs*

Stupid computer, you would think it would know what a rhetorical question is...

Ah yes, Um Sorry,

I am General  Nailo Tpolish, Executive officer of the Federation Secret Service... And Commanding Officer of the Black ops division,

I simply am fascinated by your species, perhaps you could come to our base, we offer much more hospitality than starfleet...

All we ask is you tell us how your technology works...

OFF: Not very subtle am i?

*taps his combadge and sighs* The plan is going to
slowly....

We must initiate plan B

*Nailo gets up and leaves grumbling about Hermes*

*Nailo pulls out a tricorder and covertly scans the new aliens*

Interesting...

*Nailo enters the room sits down and orders a romulan ale*

*starts to back out of the room, then leaves*

Phew, close one