If you're there and you've given us orders and suggestions like the following?
"Go have a drink with the hairy wolf woman that I believe is a woman but I'm not entirely certain...oh, and that's an ORDER. No, you can't back out, I just ordered it! And I already told her that you were interested. I think it was a her...better ask Bones, to be sure."
"Spock, I order you to try to crack a smile for once and make it not look like it's going to hurt, then go spend some quality time with Uhura before she murders you for citing regulation for the entire vacation. Seriously, if you don't compliment her on what she's wearing, she's going to set a phaser to stun and aim it at places I don't think you want to discuss, even with someone like me."
"McCoy, I think we need shots and I'm not talking about the hypospray sort. Here, let me hook you up with this pink chick. Yes, that's an order. Stop grumbling about it."
"Hey, Sulu? I don't think Chekov's drunk enough to go see some veil dancers losing their veils. Drink more, you two. That's an order!"
"Hi, I'm Jim Kirk. Starship captain. You're cute. I'd like to order you to my room tonight." Wink wink, nudge nudge.