Things are always interesting in Ten Forward, especially with the new arrivals. Riker never knows what he is going to expect, and he enjoys it, consequently he's spending more of his free time in the bar. When he steps into the bar today, it looks like more people are interested in the ceiling that they are in the their drinks. He folds his arms comfortably above his chest and follows their eyeline to see what is so interesting.

His eyebrows shoot up towards his hairline as he spots a decent miniature of his ship. It's making good progress around the room and it corners pretty well. He becomes aware of a guy talking himself through the manoeuvres and listens in.

"You must be a pilot yourself."