Gaila throws a stack of study pads onto her bed.
"You and your errands!" She sighs dramatically, flopping onto the bed herself, propping her chin on her hands.
"Well?"
"Chris said he'd consider inviting Spock along to the professors' pub night at Brock's." She rolls onto her back, grabbing a study pad as she goes.
Uhura frowns in disappointment. "Oh…well…"
"Your boyfriend's a boring old Vulcan. I mean, what fun could a Vulcan possibly be…" Gaila's eyes drift to one side and her voice trails off. "I see what you mean." She adds softly, frequently a victim of preconceptions herself.