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[ seven does not drink, which is a good thing. she may not be presently aware of it, but borg nanoprobes do not handle synthehol well. one glass of wine and she's completely wasted. if she can't handle the synthesized alcohol of the future, the real stuff of the "present" probably won't go over any better. no, she's in the winery as part of her self-imposed tour of the dome now that commander data's repairs are near completion. ]