Would you please just pull up for jiffy so I can board you ?
Your SS Incredibablr is going just a tad quickly for me to get aboard.

And I absolutely MUST get aboard you so I can impound all of your ( absolutely georgeous) Rassilberries !)

I'm a kind of customs agent, you see, and I need the berries.... errr.... need the business!

A Klingon Aristocrat wants to board our ship to confiscate Rassilberries ! All Aristocrats are greedy gangsters (Sorry, Baroness von Braun - there are exceptions ! )
The big toothed Grumblers, my opera choir, are hoarding a load of turds from Black Forest goats in a case off stage. They claim, that six months fermentation is needed, to make them a gourmet's delight (Omega VII gourmet, that is.)
So Ducky, come fast, paint a big bright label : RASSILBERRIES - and attach it to that meanwhile horridly stinking cardboard case.

Sady, I am still busy to stuff good food into the emaciated Squeaky.
As much as I want to be a one-man reception committee for that arrogant Klingon customs inspector (swinging my biggest frying pan ) - I still have to cater for our starving passengers and crew.
So please man (or woman) the main port, where that Klingon creep will enter. Then release Batty on him.
She craves for Klingon blood, and he will learn the last lesson of his miserable greedy life.

Yes, I'm sure Batty will destroy the Klingons if she will come out of my pocket. She may crave Klingon blood, as you say, but I think she prefers the special vials sent up by Dr. Frankenstein.

Did you know that the Danish Chef makes different fancy concoctions with it for her for every meal? At lunch she had blood sausage with velouté. She always comes out of my pocket for lunch. I don't know about coming out for Klingons.

I wonder what a dungberry box looks like? No, no, I mean a rassillberry box. Oh dear. The Director wants a big sign ASAP and I've been nipping at the sherry a little. No, no, I mean I've been napping.

Um, I'm not sure what I mean, but I will make the sigh right away. No, I mean sign. Oh me oh my.

Ducky, if you feel the effects of Sherry, you must have been nibbling at Battie's "Boudin avec vin doux de Jerez", which is blood sausage soaked in Sherry !
Eat it all, to make Battie hungry !
But first paint the sign for the box of goat droppings. Make it gaudy - and add a warning :
RASSILBERRIES ARE BAD FOR YOUR HEALTH - DO NOT EAT ANY !
This will convince the Klingons, that they got the real thing, and do not look further (especially in my pantry).

Now you're getting all upset!
It's so much nicer if things like this get done in a friendly way. (And I did ask nicely).
Alright Chodmorency, get the boarding party ready.
Arm them with all the Blasters and Horrible Death rays we have.

I crave some Rassilberries!