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“And do you know the one about Vulcans? How do Vulcans do it?”
She must have been even drunker than Len, because she just giggled and shook her head.
Len pulled out his most deadpan voice to deadpan: “Logically.”
Her gigglesnort was interrupted by a dry: “You are in error, Doctor.”
Len scowled at the pointy-eared hobgoblin. “Damn it, Spock, it’s just a jo-”
“Vucans do it to the best of their ability.”
The bastard walked away. Len would have probably stood there staring at his back for a while yet, only Jim turned up out of nowhere and muttered something that sounded like ‘burn’, so Len glared thataway.
Jim grinned at him. “They really, really do.”