The five men took human form in the middle of what looked like a very clean version of New York City. The five men turned around and took in the city's beauty.
"Wow," Scotty gasped.
"What a beautiful city, Captain," Sulu answered, scanning everything.
"It is something else, isn't it, Mr. Sulu," Captain Kirk responded.
"It's so beautiful, here," Dr. McCoy gasped, in amazement.
Spock simply scanned the surrounding areas with his tricorder.
"Ah, looks like that's our hotel," Captain Kirk answered.
The five entered the huge building through the spin through door and were even more astonished, when they saw the site before them; white, leather sofas, wooden oak tables and coffee tables, the front desk with bronze lining on the sides, a flat screen TV, velvet, dark red carpeting, and satin red curtains on the side of each windows.
"This place is beautiful," Scotty gasped.
"I don't know which is more beautiful; the city or this hotel?" Captain Kirk gasped.
"I'll go get our keys, Captain," Sulu spoke.
Captain Kirk nodded, and Sulu went to the front desk to get their room information.
"Captain, look; a concession stand," Scotty cried.
"Shall we go check it out, Scotty?" Captain Kirk questioned.
"Oh, I hope they got a big bottle of Scotch!" Scotty cheered.
Captain Kirk and Scotty ran off to the concession stand, leaving Spock and Dr. McCoy by themselves. Dr. McCoy's back began aching and decided to go rest on one of the leather sofas. Spock followed him, knowing his duty to look out for and make sure Dr. McCoy was alright.
Spock sat down next to Dr. McCoy, who's eyes were closed. He fluttered them open, spotted Spock, and groaned.
"Spock, can't you find something else to do other than baby-sit me?" Dr. McCoy grumbled.
"Doctor, in your present condition, it would be unwise to leave you by yourself. I'm simply here to satisfy your safety." Spock answered.
Dr. McCoy sighed.
"Well, don't disturb me, then; I feel so exhausted, for some reason." Dr. McCoy muttered.
Spock nodded, and Dr. McCoy went back to sleep.
Spock spotted a science magazine on the coffee table, picked it up, and began reading through it. He took in every piece of information he thought would be valuable for future references.
As the two continued to sit there and wait for the three other men, a man walked by them and smiled boldly at the two of them, then continued walking off.
Spock raised his eyebrow, but didn't do anything about it, and returned to his magazine.
Several more people did this, before Spock finally grew curious as to what these people were staring at.
"Strange," Spock stated.
He pulled out his tricorder and began scanning the area, seeing if anything out of place was present. Everything seemed to check out as fine; he continued to scan, when a lady walked over to him and Dr. McCoy. It was obvious that she worked here at the hotel as something particular, perhaps a maid or a room service person.
"Excuse me, sir," She answered, friendly.
Spock looked up, and raised his eyebrow.
"Can I be a use to you, ma'am?" Spock questioned.
"I couldn't help but ask what your names are." She answered.
"I'm Spock, and that's Dr. Leonard McCoy," Spock answered.
"Oh, yes; have you two seen your honeymoon suite, yet?"
"Honeymoon suite,"
"Yeah; you two are reserved as Spock and Leonard McCoy, room for 2."
"Ma'am, I assure you that Dr. McCoy and I are far from anything close to marriage."
The lady began laughing.
"Oh, newlywed humor; love it," She giggled.
Spock glared at her, astonished at her irrational behavior.
Dr. McCoy fluttered his eyes open and turned to look at Spock.
"Spock…what's going on, here," Dr. McCoy groaned, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.
"It appears that this lady believes we are a married couple." Spock answered.
Dr. McCoy stared at Spock for moments before bursting out in laughter.
"Oh, that's funny; you told her were not, right?" Dr. McCoy chuckled.
"I've tried, Doctor…she doesn't believe me." Spock answered.
Dr. McCoy gaped at the lady.
"Enjoy your honeymoon, newlyweds," She answered, then walked off.
"Doctor…what just happened," Spock questioned.
"I think we just got married, Mr. Spock." Dr. McCoy answered, in complete shock.