...34 minutes later...

"So you rather sit around rather than going out and socializing?" Q's voice came out of no where.

I jump up turning around afraid.

"Q!" I shout. "That is not fair sneaking up on me like that."

Q is leaning against the wall.

"Your life is boring again," Q said. "I thought you wanted to have fun."

"Course I do," I said. "But I ain't gonna be here for long."

"Riight," Q said. "A week."

"Five days is a week," I said.

"7 days and you get a weekend," Q said.

"I use to look forward to Fridays," I said. "But now I dread it."

"I saw something in you and I would hate for you to lose that," Q said. "Perhaps it is time they see it too."

I frown turning off the datapad then get up.

"Are you responsible for the engineering problem?" I ask

"Maybe it is or maybe not," Q said. "I am not the type interested in engineering."

"Right," I said. "I remember that one episode where you became human. In fact I turned off the TV at the scene where these random musical guys were playing and headed right to bed after changing my--" I stop myself. "...Damn it."

"Your what?" Q asks.

"You are a man and men get uncomfortable," I said, keeping my cool.

"I am not human as you were," Q said.

"I am a woman," I said. "Woman have their cycles."

"Oh," Q said. "Cycles?"

I stare at the man who claimed to be godly and such--which was proven false in Deja Q--leanin against the wall.

"I had to change my pad and put on a nighttime pad," I said.

"Why?" Q asks.

"Because every so often during the month blood comes out of my butt," I said. "My human butt. It is how the woman's body gets....You know, look this up if you are so interested!"

Q grins.

"Ah," Q said. "I picked you up while you were on your cycle."

"YES, DAMN IT!" I said.

Q laughs.

"That is a first," Q said, taking his back off the wall.

"I suppose your kind doesn't have what we have," I said.

"You are correct," Q said.

"Lucky butt," I said.

Q approaches me.

"You are going to show your colors," Q said. "And I will make sure people will see that."

I frown back at him.

"What do you see in me?" I ask.

"From your activity online; a loyal friend," Q said, then he snaps his fingers and he is gone in a flash of light.