TAGON: Battlestations, Messcrew! Company for dinner at twenty-thirty-five, that's T-minus... sixty-something.
LIZ: Sixty-two, sir! We're on it. The sauce is boss, and the best feet are forward.
CH'VORTHQ: Feet? Are you a foot-ist now?
LIZ: Sorry, boss. Best feet and best... treads?
CH'VORTHQ: They are tracks.
NICK: They are cool.