Mister Spock, our - complexions. Have changed. Any theories?

None, sir. It would appear we have been colored by some force unknown to us.

Dammit, Spock, you could have said an unknown force.

Why yes, Doctor, I could have. I -

Quiet, both of you. Do you hear that? That strange, rhythmic kneading sound?

Yessss, Captain. Fascinating.

It's - it's like a great bird, milking something for all its worth.