BAIT 'N SWITCH
Spock tossed it
recycler on his way out the door. They emerged from the head
flushed and just a little rumpled, but not noticeably the worse for the
wear. Spock double-checked his fly and smoothed his freshly
hair. McCoy wiggled his other arm back into the sleeve and
straightened the stiff outer tunic until it lay flat against his
Spock. Jim is
going to miss us in a minute." Together they beat it down the
passageway to meet the captain at the turbolift.
On the bridge
had disappeared. The Earth glowed a bright and brilliant
blue. Spock spoke as if to no one in particular.
"Unnecessary, Mr. Scott. My task on Vulcan is completed."
rocked on his heels. Cramming his hands deep into his
something crinkled unexpectedly against his fist. He pulled
out and looked. It was a 6-pack of S'Tone Man double ribbed
glanced at the department emblem on Spock's arm. Medical
orange. The one on his own was science green.
yanked the tunic off over his head and held it out at arm's length.
"Here, Spock; I
think this must be yours."