The first thing that happened when Kirk, T'Lora, and Spock ran out of the building, they ran into the street, nearly getting hit by a car. They started back toward the Cadillac, ruining Spock's mood.

"Must we?" he asked.

"It's faster than walking", Kirk shrugged.

"But not as safe."

"Spock, this is an important mission", T'Lora said. "This is no time to be scared of cars."

"Spock, I've got the hang of it", Kirk said trying to reassure his friend. "Now go on."

T'Lora got into the car, sitting in between the two men. The two half-Vulcans watched their captain start the car, driving in reverse again. Kirk shrugged, still unable to master a stick.

Back at Oxmyx's office, McCoy was getting restless as the boss kept looking at his watch.

"Where are they?" McCoy asked

"Knowing Krako, he'll probably send them back on a platter", Oxmyx scoffed.

"Wrong again, Oxmyx", Kirk said as the other two followed him inside.

"Jim!" McCoy sighed relieved

"Knock it off, Sawbones", he said staying in his boss character. "I want to talk to this creep."

"This is actually starting to get pretty fun", T'Lora said as she sat on the edge of the pool table, fiddling with her switchblade, watching as Kirk pushed Oxmyx toward the desk.

"Now listen, I'm getting tired of playing patty cake with you penny-ante operators."

"What do you mean, penny-ante operator?" Oxmyx asked.

"You're a penny-ante operator, sit down", he answered before turning to Spock. "All right, Spocko, cover him."

T'Lora giggled at the name Kirk gave him as Spock pointed the gun at Oxmyx.

"Now listen, sweetheart, the Federation's moving in, taking over", Kirk said. You play ball, we'll cut you in. You don't, you're out. All the way out. You know what I mean?"

"Yeah, sure", Oxmyx nervously chuckled. "Why didn't you say so in the first place? All you had to do was explain it to me."

Kirk raised his eyebrow as he flipped open the communicator.

"Kirk to Enterprise."

"Enterprise. Scott here, sir."

"You got Krako on ice?" he asked.

"Aye, he's here", Scotty answered. "Mad enough to chew neutronium, but behaving himself."

"Okay, baby. Cool him till I flag you."

"Flag me?" he asked confused.

"Keep him until I send for him", Kirk explained. "We're going to make some old-style phone calls from this locale. So you locate the man on the other end of the blower and give him a ride to this flop."

"What?" Scotty asked.

"Find the man at the other end of the phone and transport him to these coordinates", he whispered. "Can do, sweetheart?"

"Can do, Captain", he asked confused at Kirk's act. "Standing by."

"Now you", Kirk said turning back to Oxmyx, pushing the phone toward him. "Get on the blower and call the other bosses."

Tolra picked up a gun and pointed it at him.

"I sure don't know what you think you're talking about", Oxmyx nervously says with a smile.

"Get with it. I'm giving the orders here."

"Don't play dumb", T'Lora said keeping the gun pointed at him and held the knife in her hand.

Oxmyx did what he said and picked up the receiver, dialing another boss.

"Scotty?" Kirk whispers to Scotty.

"Scott here."

"Lock in and energize."

Just then the other boss that Oxmyx was on the phone with was beamed over into the office.

"Coming over with my boys and we…" he said before noticing he wasn't where he was and whimpered. "Mother!"

"Hey, Captain, that ain't bad", Oxmyx gave a genuine smile for once.

T'Lora grabbed the gangster's gun and knife, watching as he looked scared beyond his mind.

"I would advise you to keep dialing, Oxmyx", Spock pointed the gun at him.

Oxmyx called all the other bosses of the planet as they get beamed over to the office. One by one, they all chatter about each other, confused as to what happened. T'Lora confiscated their guns. Kirk was in control now.