Shevek
Riker raises an eyebrow at your explanation. "That's not even remotely logical. 'My dog has four legs, my cat has four legs, therefore my dog is a cat'." He replies, shaking his head, then suddenly glances over at Kruger. He opens his mouth, then closes it, figuring drawing attention to his canine appearance would be far more tactless then simply ignoring it.
As Picard steps on deck he stands to attention. "All is in readiness, captain. We can depart as soon as you give the order."
Bebop
You manage to shake off a few more of the ships, breaking out of the cluster and drifting along the edge, your ship studded by dozens of ugly little ships full to bursting with Reavers who have broken in. Most of them are dead of asphyxiation or floating around weightlessly now that you've turned off the artificial gravity in the outlying parts, but three score have made it into the center and are trying to break into the bridge.