"My utmost? Oh-ho, Jean-Luc," Q laughs. "It's almost as if you don't know me at all. A few harmless parties and a handful of times adjusting the gravity fields and oxygen levels of certain rooms is hardly my utmost."

Picard turns rather blue at that last remark, which Q must admit is the most amusing sight he's come across in weeks. "I assume you're referring to that unpleasantness on Alemar III? Don't worry, my dear Jean-Luc, I foresee no disaster awaiting you or our guests on Risa. It's a holiday, after all, captain. A time for giving."