I quite agree with Khushrenada, my local chimney sweep, that Commander Riker is the best of the number twos. Besides myself, of course! I should like to meet this cultivated and exciting fellow. Whether it be in 1890s Victorian England or a 25th century alien world, I know Riker and myself would be a positive magnet for all women of discerning taste! What merry adventures we would have!
Meanwhile, I'm sure my friend Sherlock Holmes could occupy his time in deep and stimulating conversation with Mister Spock. Riker and my good self will have to content ourselves with lounging on the beach sipping Mai Tais with beautiful women. I know which pair had the better of that bargain!