Janeway turns toward the familiar, rather brazen voice with an amused smile. She'd be more alarmed, but the captain can see Q trying to meld into the corner like a chameleon. Strange, she would have thought it he wanted to observe without being noticed, there were definitely other ways to go about it. At least for him.

But for now, she wasn't going to complain. Q had his reasons, and she had coffee. When she finished her cup, they'd have words.

"I know you can be more polite than that, care to try again?"