🎶 Julian and Miles cruisin’ through Deep Space Nine
Hopin’ to devise a way that they might pass the time
They’re rollin’ through Quark’s bar, lookin’ for a disco
Disregardin’ orders from a kid named Sisko
Tryin’ the best they can
To find a holosuite program
And just as fate would have it
They ended up with Vic Fontaine 🎶

[Officer shoots at Borg.]
[Borg falls down.]
[Officer shoots at Borg.]
[Borg does not fall down.]
Officer: They’ve adapted!

Every damn time.