McCoy sighed and pushed himself to his feet before grabbing the pillow stuffed over his friend's face and peered down at him although he was swaying noticeably, "Stop being so dramatic. Tortoises' don't peel, you infant." before dropping it back over his face again and walking back over to his chair.

"I know what Spock would say about this... feelings are just chemical reactions, which makes me wonder what Lieutenant Uhura sprays on her daily to snag his attention. Probably spent his evenings making sure his rulers were exactly accurate before she... God, I don't even want to think about it."