Altivo

*kicks your bedroom door in and trundles in with a tray
of sliced melon and altarian eggs and a tricorder to
diagnose that headache*

SO! So...shhh...you...don't...like...Kirk?

And you don't like LOUD MUSIC!?

*headtilts*

Okay.

*leaves the tray but tosses a copy of Gravity's Rainbow
on the bed and rubs his hands together cunningly*

"That'll keep him busy for awhile!"

*goes off with the local foxes*