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Transcript

• Orla: Why do I have to make you a uniform? I'm no tailor.
• Cuddow: ... The captain felt that you, as the ship's xenobiologist, would be the closest thing for a Fillipod.
• Orla: I'm not even sure what to... measure on you.
• Cuddow: Oh, indeed! How does one take the measure of a man?
• Orla: No, I mean... where do I make the pants... go??
• Cuddow: Oh! Ha ha ha! I have no idea! I've never worn pants! It's all very exciting.
• Orla: You don't wear clothes?
• Cuddow: Never! But I look forward to my new fabricatory flourish! Sarongs to sashay in! Sashes for sartorial songs!
• Orla: Cuddow, it's just a uniform.
• Cuddow: ... Uniformly wonderful.

Trivia

• This is reminiscent of the "How a dog should wear pants" debate.