"Mmm, I wouldn't know on a personal level. I'm all on my lonesome in this place so far," or so she thinks, "but it sounds like a head-trip. But if you and Data are from the same universe-ish place, then the future in mine might be a lot different. He wasn't too familiar with the supernatural and it definitely exists where I come from."

It's odd, being able to be open about that here. Odd but nice.

And the bartender comes back with their drinks a moment later, with cherries for everyone. Although Philomena stands up on the stool a minute to sneak a paper umbrella from a tub behind the counter. Voila, this drink is complete.