received this yesterday.
It's from Koss.
Did you believe he had forgotten you?
You're going to respond.
I have nothing to say to Koss.
- He's your fiance.
- Former fiance.
That is a matter for debate.
It would be wise for you to speak with him.
You probably don't want to hear this, but I got a call from my brother yesterday--
they renamed my old high school after you.
How many is that, two, three dozen?
- I'm not counting.
- And that's just North America.
I don't think Zefram Cochrane has that many schools named after him.
So, did you get a chance to look 'em over?
Look what over?
My senior officer candidates.
Any suggestions for Tactical?
You may want to find someone... with more field experience-- a MACO.
I'm not sure how I feel about a military officer on the bridge.
If I were you, I'd talk to General Casey about assigning an entire squad.
Things have changed since Enterprise left space dock.
You'll spend a lot of your time boldly going into battle.
Don't you think you're being a little cynical?
Did you read my reports?
Yes, Captain, I did.
Hey.
Mountain lion.
Tracks are a few days old.
Ooh. Good thing I have you to protect me.
Come in.
Good morning.
What time is it?
0400.
You're kidding.
We have to prepare the morning meal.
As guests, it's expected of us.
Oh.
The Nar'ru vines have bloomed early this year.
I've had ample time to attend to them.
It sounds as if you're not enjoying retirement.
You still haven't told me the reason for your visit.
I didn't know one was necessary.
I thought perhaps you'd decided to rejoin the High Command.
I've been offered a commission with Starfleet.
If I accept, it could be several years before I'm able to return home.
The gespar isn't fresh.
My stasis unit needs to be replaced.
Mm. Well, I'd be happy to take a look at it.
If I can recalibrate a work reactor, I ought to be able to handle a kitchen appliance.
My daughter's always been fascinated by alien worlds.
She was all too eager to finish her schooling and leave Vulcan.
As I recall, you encouraged me to leave.
A mother is expected to push her young out of the nest.
At some point, they're supposed to return.
I'm told that on Earth a human child chooses their own path in life.
They put their own wishes ahead of their family's.
That's true for the most part.
You've learned much from them, haven't you?
A Starfleet posting is no less important than one with the High Command.
I'm sure Father would have approved.
Your father believed that our work should enrich Vulcan society.
Earth is supposed to be our ally.
What's happened to you?
We shouldn't argue in front of a guest.
Well, thank you, that's very kind of you to say.
Unfortunately, we can't actually give tours of the ship.
But if that policy ever changes, you two will be the first to know.
You had to wear  that jacket.
You think I wear this jacket to attract attention?
How's your drink?
Uh... delicious.
Thank you.
'Cause I'd heard someplace your people didn't like alcohol.
Well, you may be thinking of Vulcans.
You know, you're right.
I get your species mixed up all the time.
Is there something we can help you with?
I'm just trying to make sure your friend here is comfortable.
Sitting in a bar full of so many strange looking aliens like us.
I'm quite comfortable.
'Cause if you weren't, if humans make you nervous for some reason,
the Vulcan Consulate's on the other side of the bridge.
Bet there's someplace there where someone like yourself could get a nice, refreshing beverage.
Well, perhaps we should, uh, be on our way, hm?
We're not going anywhere, Doctor.
If your friend wants to go, you should let him go.
You're not chasing anyone out of here.
You Starfleet people are the real problem.
You fly all around space telling every species you meet where to find Earth.
Did it ever occur to you that might not be the smartest thing to do?
Sir... why don't you just go back to the bar?
Well, excuse me, Admiral.
I don