9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for October 21, 2003
Transcript:
"I'm sorry, but I have to go now. I'm scheduled to receive instructions from my superiors at the Omicron Federation of Planets, and their attache can get rather nippy if I'm late." "This isn't one of those areas where I welcome discussion." "Where did Thorax get off to?" "I don't know if I can negotiate tuna detente......but universal slavery is certainly an option."