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Paris is such an optimist, he still thinks you have some chance." "This has to be the worst they've been for months." "Well," she shrugged, "we did stop having breakfast together in the mess hall." "That's because we've been having breakfast here." "I know." She said, stroking his arm. " He put the padd down on the table next to Neelix's. Getting the crew to mingle, meet other people they might not in their daily routines, it all sounds very wholesome, " Kathryn replied, trying to keep a straight face. "Well, that's wonderful." He fidgeted a little longer. People who don't get to mingle as much as they might. "No, I didn't hear that." "Ayala said he heard Neelix talking to Seven about it. He was trying to use the captain as an example of why she should join." "I can't believe she would do that," he said. She was adamant about that." "No, I meant the Captain. She must be up to something." "What could she be up to? I hate not knowing what's happening if there's scheming afoot." "Afoot? "You know," he said thoughtfully, "someone put a bet on the Janeway and Chakotay betting pool yesterday." "Really? "I thought the odds were awful for them getting together now." "They are. He hadn't realised how much effort it would take to look so grumpy all the time. He grinned and leaned over to say something to Kathryn, who chuckled in response. You see, I'm drawing up a list of people I thought might benefit from my help. The Commander tipped over his plate, and the Captain ended up throwing wine at him and storming out of the holodeck." Tom said. It was a disaster waiting to happen." "I still don't understand why the Captain agreed to sign on in the first place," B'Elanna said. "Maybe we should put some protective clothing on." "Surely it can't be that bad," B'Elanna said. "You have no idea." ** Chakotay sat in the captain's chair, glaring at Tom, Harry, Tuvok (who was of course invulnerable to his wrath), his terminal, the view screen, in fact pretty much everything within his field of vision. He must have wanted someone to see him." "Tom, that sounds a little paranoid." Before Tom could respond, Chakotay glanced around and caught them staring in his direction. ** B'Elanna picked up her plate and headed over to the table where Tom and Harry sat eating their lunch. It started as an mild argument, then all of a sudden they were yelling at each other. "The tension in there's so bad you'd swear either one of them was about to start breaking furniture." "On each other," Tom added. Whoever that hopeless romantic is who's still betting is going to be losing a whole lot of credits." "You can say that again," Tom said. Its a hundred and fifty to one now." "So that old bet doesn't stand then." "No. "Whoever this crazy person is, they just put another bet on. I told Naomi that, but she said she was told 'no negotiations'." B'Elanna frowned and stabbed at her lunch. " I just wish Neelix had never come up with this stupid matchmaking service. Neelix seemed to think she was just trying to set an example for other people to follow." "That's crazy." He shrugged again. Come on Harry, we'd better get back to the bridge." Harry made a face. And besides, why would he leave her quarters undressed when he could just site to site transport back to his own quarters? "So my matchmaking worked out after all." Neelix grinned with satisfaction. They have coffee in her ready room almost every afternoon. Ensigns Cook and Kimball are eating dinner at the table over in the far corner," she said, gesturing slightly with her head. "Well, maybe we should eat a little something first. They waited until after the main course before they started the fight. " They looked at each other before Harry turned back to her and said, "You haven't heard? " "Halfway through dinner they got into an enormous fight. "She saw it all." "And we had to put up with them on the bridge," Tom complained "They're fighting on the bridge? Very noticeably not talking to each other," Harry said. But it seemed pretty hostile." "Well," B'Elanna said, "so much for your betting pool. You might as well just pocket the rations straight away." "I know. They sit next to each other on the bridge almost every day. "There's always Seven of Nine I suppose..." His eyes brightened at the thought of that challenge, and he bustled off to the kitchen, whistling cheerfully."Sometimes it can take effort to make new friends, Commander. It was a day for practical jokes, mostly." "Tom would love that," Chakotay observed. " "He's thinking that the crew don't socialize enough out of their own circle of work mates or usual friends. But he says it isn't just about pairing people off." "And who exactly is he intending to 'not pair me off' with? But, knowing Neelix, I imagine it would be me." She laughed.
After three days, mail back your funky shirt, and you will receive 10 other people's shirts in the mail.
Take a strong whiff, and pick the one that gets your motor running.
If it's a mutual match, you'll be given each other's phone numbers. But there is science behind the connection between our sense of smell and our romantic attractions.
I'd just like to give people a little encouragement, that's all." "I might have to discuss this with the Captain." Neelix beamed. Cross him off then." Chakotay stopped reading and looked up at Neelix. You're both 'footloose and fancy free' singles." "That doesn't mean we're just waiting for you to play matchmaker, Neelix." "No. "I didn't know you were looking for love, Chakotay." "You're on it too," he replied.
"I knew you'd approve, Commander." "I didn't say yes yet, Neelix." "No, of course not." He was only mildly subdued. I've already made up a list of people I'm going to encourage to join." Neelix handed Chakotay a padd. But this list is only for people that I'm going to talk to about the idea. "Sure." She slid her legs off the couch onto the floor and moved over so that he could sit down beside her. " "I'll get it." He said, dropping his padd onto her coffee table. He's drawn up that list of the people he wants to encourage to join. "You're joking." She put her mug down and picked up the padd.
Neither did I." "So you think we should tell the crew about us? "Look at this." She pointed towards the bottom of the screen. "I couldn't help noticing that you're eating dinner alone tonight, Captain," he said. "I've drawn up this questionnaire about likes and dislikes, habits, hobbies, and so on. That's pretty confident." "Pretty insane is what it is." "Do you know who it was? See if he's heard anything." "Alright." She kissed him again, then sank back into the couch thoughtfully as Tom left the room. She already knew that Chakotay would be joining her shortly. Chakotay took in her appearance with a smile - she was wearing a dark blue evening gown with thin straps and a low neckline. "Good luck," Tom muttered under his breath as Chakotay walked towards the ready room. "But you do it so well," she said, leaning over to kiss him. "But I think your patented death glare leaves everyone on this ship behind." She laughed. "Let's make them sweat a little bit longer." She grinned. ** Harry rushed through the doors to the mess hall, and on sighting Tom sitting in a corner table, hurried over to him. "Gentlemen," the Captain said, "good morning." "Good morning Captain," Harry managed, flushing a little. "B'Elanna would appreciate that." She nudged Chakotay. "If you're right, and they were a couple already, how long do you think they've been sneaking around for? I'd bet a couple of months at least." Harry stood up to leave, and leant over to rest his hand on Tom's shoulder.