*I pat Data gingerly on the shoulder.* "I'm sorry." *I stop patting, and look around.* "We need to fortify this area, and clean it up. We can stay as long...well, shoot...we're gonna have to check the generator. Right." *I make my way through the hospital, and down to the basement. I clap once, with joy, as the dial on the generator reads at about three quarters full. I make my way back to the front.* "Yeah, we'll fortify this area, clean it up." *I clap.* "Let's get to work."