"My mother's friend." Spock whispers tightly. "I should go—"
Too late: the Betazoid Ambassador spots him. In a heartbeat she is crushing him to her ample bosom, weeping.
"I'm so sorry, Spock. Here, everyone!"
She pulls a holoprojector from her purse and aims it at the wall. A holovid of Spock's mother giving a tour of his family home erupts, life-size, on the wall.
"See?" She sobs. "Only one month ago…!"
"Oh. Spock. Your mother…was really beautiful." The Captain muses.
With a choked protest, Spock frees himself from her grip and flees from the room.