Spot on. The captain seems to have a bad sense of humor.

[Seriously, why even call it Margaritaville if there aren't any real margaritas? But that introduction does catch Constantine's attention. He sits up a little straighter, scratching the stubble on his chin.]

Lieutenant Commander. [He echoes Data's words, brow furrowing deeply. Were this anyone else saying this, he'd laugh, but Data has been nothing but straight and serious throughout this conversation.] Take it you're not from my time, then, if you're busy leading a starship.

[The more he learns, the more concerning their circumstances have gotten....]