honored. No one has<br>
    ever made the Tea for me.</p>
  <p> She plucks off the white blossom, and places it in one<br>
    of the cups so the tea pours through its petals. Worf<br>
    looks at her in surprise.</p>
  <p> WORF<br>
    You know the ceremony?</p>
  <p> PULASKI<br>
    I understand the externals. Not<br>
    the mysteries. I'm not a<br>
    Klingon.</p>
  <p> WORF<br>
    You must not drink the tea. It<br>
    is deadly to humans.</p>
  <p> PULASKI<br>
    And none too good f