Spock watched as Jim had a second helping of lasagna. Spock waited patiently for him to finish so they could have dessert.

"Spock, you're pretty quiet." Jim said as he spoke in between forkfuls of the dish he created.

"I have nothing to say, Jim. I am merely observing you."

"That's nice. Anything to report?" Jim asked curiously.

"Yes. There is one little thing I wish to point out to you."

"Oh, and what's that?"

"The meal you are eating has left a tiny bit of itself on your person."

"Well, that's pretty embarrassing."

Jim grabbed the napkin next to his plate and tried to wipe off the traces of lasagna on his face, but Spock was quicker and had already his napkin in front of Jim's face.

"It would be logical for me to clean your face Jim, since I can see where it is dirty."

"That does seem logical."

"I also required your services this evening when I was in dire straits. I am merely returning the favor." Spock replied still holding the napkin in front of Jim's face.

"Wipe away Mr. Spock."

"Very well."

Spock slowly brought the corner of the napkin toward Jim's chin and wiped the contents off.

Jim didn't move an iota. There was something very intimate about what Spock was doing. Not once did either of them break eye contact.

"All done, Jim."

"Thank you."

"My pleasure."

"Now, that we got the main meal finished with, would you like dessert?"

"Yes. I would."

"Well, then," Jim got up and went to the table where the fruits were lying on a plate situated next to the chocolate fondue.

Spock remained seated.

"I must say, Uhura had quite a spread at that party. Such a wide variety of fruit, some fruit I've never even seen before."

"Agreed."

"So, what would you like to sample, Spock? Are you the adventurous type? Want to try something different?"

"If you don't mind Jim, perhaps you could surprise me. You may choose for me."

"All right."

Jim grabbed a bowl next to the plate of fruit that he had set out before the main meal. He began eyeing the colorful melange and placed with the utensil provided, a healthy amount of ripe fruit in the bowl he was holding.

"Jim, do you remember what I asked during our meal?"

"Can you be more specific?" Jim asked as he sampled some of the fruit himself.

"I had inquired about the 'whip cream'."

"Yes! That's right you did. Just a second and I'll ask the computer to replicate a bowl."

"Thank you, Jim."

Moments later, Jim came to the table where Spock sat. He placed the bowl of fruit in front of Spock, and the huge bowl of whip cream.

"I must say, this looks absolutely delicious." Jim smiled as he eyed the contents on the table.

"You are correct, it does indeed." Spock replied, licking his lips, as he looked at Jim.