You're enjoying some leisure time when out of the blue a Starfleet science officer beams into your bedroom. The rest of the crew is on shore leave, but her half Vulcan side thinks doing a bit of research about her human side is more interesting than wasteful time on Risa. She requires a sample of your DNA to run tests and regulations state that it must be voluntarily given. She performs a very awkward fully nude strip tease (having never done this before), notes the changes in your anatomy, and obtains the sample after a countdown, then must hurry back to the ship.