These Are The Voyages…
The secret of many a man’s success in the world resides in his insight into the moods of men and his tact in dealing with them.
- J. G. Holland
Captain’s log: We’ve encountered some hostile buyers in the residential sector. Spock, McCoy and I have gone down to the surface to negotiate a deal. While on route, we were ambushed by hordes of pre-foreclosures looking for a quick score. I turned to ship’s doctor Jim McCoy.
"Bones, find me the best deal on this property."
"Damn it Jim, I’m a doctor, not a real estate guru!" 
Our phasers were useless. We were forced to retreat until reinforcements arrived. Spock, always the calm, level headed one, pulled out his communicator.
"Spock to Cory, come in."
"Cory here. What’s the nature of the emergency?"
"We’ve got some turbulent prospects ahead of us and need to negotiate the best deal."
"Okay, Spock. Keep your Vulcan ears pointy and tell the captain to sit tight. I’m on my way."
Cory raced to the transporter room, hoping to make it in time.
"Scotty, beam me to the surface."
"But Mr. Boatright, there’s too much interference. Government red tape, HAMPs, and Obama are blocking our signal."
"Don’t worry Mr. Scott, I know the secrets to get us through."
Cory deftly navigated the controls, finding just the right combination of skill, know-how, and guts to find a strong signal and beam through. He materialized beside us just in the nick of time.
"Don’t worry captain, I’ll handle the negotiations from here."
"Thank God you’ve arrived. Now I can get back to my vacation on Romulus. I’ve really gotta thank you for finding me that beach house."
Captain’s log: We’re traveling at warp factor 9 out of the residential sector. Our shields and phasers proved useless in our encounter with the hostile buyers. Luckily, Cory saved the day and rescued the deal. Good thing we had him on board. Time to go where no real estate guru has gone before!"
