Geordi LaForge was relaxing in Ten-Forward when Data found him. The android skipped the usual pleasantries, taking a seat beside him. "Geordi, I wish to ask your opinion on something."
Smiling to himself at his friend's idiosyncrasies, Geordi put his drink down. "Sure, Data—what's up?"
Data nodded once. "Now that I have experimented romance with a human female—" a mental image Geordi didn't think too hard on—"I am curious to try something similar with a human male."
Another mental image better left vague. "Er…"
"And as you are my closest friend," Data continued, "I thought perhaps we could—"
"No!" Geordi's interrupted, panicked.
Taking a breath, Geordi composed himself. "What I mean is that…" (What did he mean?) "Data, I'm… flattered by your offer, but I don't—I just don't see you that way."
Data's face took on his processing expression for a moment before nodding again. "Ah. Then my experiment is a failure."
Pursing his lips thoughtfully, Geordi stirred his drink absently. "Not necessarily. Do you know more now than you did before?"
"Yes, I suppose so."
"Then that's what you take away from it," Geordi said decisively. "Just because you don't get the results you expected, doesn't make them wrong."
Data inclined his head. "Ah. I believe I understand. But I still possess many questions."
Catching sight of Deanna, Geordi waved her over. "To be expected." He stood up and gestured for her to sit in his stead. "And I'm certain Counselor Troi is much better equipped to help answer them."
With a smile and jaunty wave, Geordi left his half-full glass on the bar and made his escape. Not that he didn't want to help his friend out but this was way out of his depth, so. Better leaving it to the experts.