Jack exchanged a quick look with the Doctor; he was well-versed in taking his cue, so to speak. "So, these services you render -- " the Captain began with the tact of a ton of bricks and a tone that suggested he was well aware of it, " -- they wouldn't happen to deal with the transference of sentient consciousness from that nice little pocket dimension you've got out there to, say, otherwise inanimate objects in the Nexus at large, would they?"

Well, someone had to come right out and ask...