Kuntel: Just a day! And besides, you'd go stir crazy up there. It's just flying around and waiting to get there, right? *He crosses his arms.* Kuntel: It's not even a day. Just until we arrive at the destination...
Antony: Impossible. *He crosses his arms.* Antony: There is no way in hell, no way, that you have anything on a frigate sized ship capable to power all of these things at once.
*Kuntel rolls his eyes.* Kuntel: One of these days, I'm going to convince you to get a space station, fly directly in Quo'nos, and take the Chancellor hostage... for a tea party with Ezri. *He smiles.*
Kuntel: You never know, a flying starbase means you can have people whose job it is to do paper work for you. *He smiles, then wraps his arms around her.*
*Kuntel rolls his eyes.* Kuntel: Alright. All I'm saying is, maybe you can request a desk that does fly? You know, maybe a moving starbase? That'd be cool. *He starts cleaning plates.*
*Antony takes a quick look, then reddens and looks away again.* Antony: Because of Naginata. I don't think the guy understands when I try to explain the concept of 'intergalactic shadow organization with fingers in all the pies' to him.