Dinner with Klingons

"Doctor come on have some more blood wine !" Said the Klingon laughing.

"I don't think so Ranar, I have already had five plates of Gagh and a whole bottle, I am going to have a hangover tomorrow." John replied.

"Ohhhhhh Just one more plate and one more cup." Said the Klingon.

"Ohhh what the hell." The fifty year old doctor went to load his plate with Gagh and bloodwine, he sat down to dine with the Klingons."

Ranar spoke "So how is your daughter, I have heard she has been assigned to the USS Crazy Horse, that is now on the exchange officers program, I look forward to seeing her on a Klingon vessel one day."

"I think she would like that too, Ranar, she is a big fan of Klingon folklore, besides, she knows more Klingon than I do." He put some Gagh in his mouth and sipped his blood wine. "Oh. That reminds me, Ranar I have something to show you."

"What is it, Jonathan ?"

"It's a dagger that was given to me by the Monks on Borolth." He said, "It¹s in my office."

Five minutes later, the pair entered the Doctor¹s office.

"Here it is, isn't it beautiful ?" Birchfield asked.

"Yes, Indeed it is." Said the Klingon.

Birchfield pulled out a dominican cigar. "Computer disable fire suppression system in this room."

"What is that ?" Said Ranar

"Its a cigar, it is divine, here." Birchfield lit one and gave it to the Klingon, "Now inhale."

The Klingon choked a little but finally laughed as the smoke rolled out of his mouth. "Do you have any more of these ?" The Klingon asked with a smile.

"Here I'll give you my new box." Smiled Birchfield. "We really need to get back to the mess hall."