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"Good, he doesn't see us yet." Nyota pushed Spock to the side of the lobby out of sight of the glass doors. Kirk, for his part, saw the doorman and began to have a conversation.
"Jim Kirk? Is this the same Cadet James Tiberius Kirk who failed the Kobayashi Maru in record time?"
"Everybody told him he was taking it too soon." Nyota shook her head. "It's not like he listens to us."
"Nyota, if you are uncomfortable with this restaurant now because of his presence we can pick another."
"No Spock." Nyota looked again to see if Kirk was coming. "I'm not going to ruin our night because he's here."
"But you wish for us not be seen?"
Nyota sighed. "Not in front of him. Because if he sees us the entire academy will know by tomorrow morning we are together."
Spock gave a small nod of understanding. "I will find our seats."
"I will try and get rid of him."
Spock made his way out of the lobby and onto the main foyer just as Kirk was finishing his conversation with the doorman. Nyota was not sure how she was going to find a way Kirk away from the restaurant but she was going to do her best.
*****
"Why isn't it the most gorgeous woman in Starfleet Academy?"
"And why isn't it the biggest jerk in Starfleet Academy?"
"Ouch." James T. Kirk clutched his hand to his chest. "That actually wounded me Uhura. My heart is broken into a thousand pieces."
"I'm sure." Nyota looked into the main dining room to see Spock seated by the windows and a little off to the corner. Kirk wouldn't notice him from there.
"No, really Uhura, you know how gorgeous you are but you always hide that beautiful face in an Academy PADD. I'm surprised you're here."
"I'm waiting for a friend."
"Hmmm…does this friend happen to be male?"
"It's not your concern if that person is or not."
"I'll take that as a female friend."
Uhura crossed her arms and pursed her lips. Kirk gave her a cocky smile.
"Not going to answer me, huh."
"Nope."
"Now I'm curious."
"I'm curious too. What brings you, of all people, to Paris? Doesn't seem like a place you'd be. No cow tipping."
"Awww….Cows are the best when they're on their sides."
Uhura tried to hide her smile but it came up too fast for her to deny it. Kirk's smile got bigger.
"Ha. Got ya, beautiful."
"Really, Kirk, what are you doing here?"
"You really want to know?"
"Yeah."
"I'm quitting the academy."
Uhura raised her eyebrows. "Seriously?"
"Yeah. I thought I'd become a vagabond. Live on the streets and read poetry."
Uhura shook her head. "What's her name?"
"Emila. She an artist."
"Figures."
"Jealous?"
"Never."
Kirk motioned his head towards the dining area. "Well, since you're waiting for somebody and I'm waiting for somebody….how about I buy you a drink?"
"If you buy me a drink will you leave me alone for the rest of the night?"
"Maybe."
"Kirk."
"Alright. I'll leave your gorgeous tush alone. But on one condition."
"What?"
"That you actually talk to me like a real human being instead of gunk on your boots for the duration of the drink and you don't swallow it down in one gulp to get rid of me. Oh…and you let me pick the drink."
Uhura glanced at him only to see how serious he was. Nyota took a breath. She could be nice for a drink and then she was going to get him the hell out of here so she and Spock could have a nice romantic dinner.
"Deal it is."
They shook on it.
****
"Monsieur, would you like some of our vintage Chateau Picard wine? It is some of the best in France."
Spock looked over to see Nyota still at the bar with Kirk deep in some type of conversation.
"No. I do not consume alcohol."
"Very well, monsieur. Would you like to order?"
"I will wait for my other party."
"Oui."
Spock looked back to see James T. Kirk whisper in Uhura's ear and a small smile come on her face.
"Wait. I would like some of your Chateau Picard."
"Very well, Monsieur. How much would you prefer?"
"The whole bottle seems logical."