[Kirk poured them each a healthy amount of juice and brought it over, setting the glass down in front of Spock. If he noticed trembling, or anything else overly strange, he made no mention of it. He had always thought the Vulcan as full of pride as any human, though he passed it off as being logical. Still, he knew better than to poke at it.]
Come on, drink up. I know it's not the breakfast of champions or anything, but it'll make you feel better.
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Come on, drink up. I know it's not the breakfast of champions or anything, but it'll make you feel better.