Jim: "I'm sorry you have to leave so early."
McCoy: "I'm just a country doctor, not a party lion. But once more thanks for
Spock: "It was only logical to invite you to our birthday party."
Christine: "Have a nice evening together..."
Jim, laughing: "You can bet, we'll have that."
Some time later...
Jim: "Now I'll fulfil a wish for you, my dearest Vulcan."
Spock: "Illogical. It's your birthday. And there is nothing I need."
Jim: "That's no reason to deny me the pleasure to please you. How would it be if I change my dress and you unwrap/undress me?"
Jim: "Fine. Go, make a round or two and then I'll give you a surprise that will make your day, honey."
Jim: "Come in."
Spock: “Didn’t know what to say.”
Jim: "Didn't you like my dress? I thought this could be a funny game."
Spock: "May I speak open?"
Jim: "Surely. Please stop these formalities."
Spock: "You're looking like an Orion slave trader, only the color of your skin isn't matching..."
Jim: "Oh, boy. I got the point. But I've another idea. Perhaps you'll like this
Spock: "Agreed. Call me when you're ready."
Jim: "Just be a bit patient and I'm sure you would like it."
Spock: "I believe in this, Jim. I believe in this."
Spock: "Jim! How do you look like?"
Jim: "I'm a love slave. Only yours. You just have to unwrap me."
Spock: "That won't be necessary. You know how much I adore you."
Jim: "To say it clear: I should disrobe this."
Spock: "Please, don't be angry with me. I like your view in every dress."
Jim: "Yes. And wearing one special dress you like me best." Sigh.
Jim: "I've known it: You only love me because of my uniform."
Spock: "That's not a complete statement."
Jim: "You can admit it. But I also like it. So come over here, you First Officer, and lend your captain a helping hand."
Spock: "With great pleasure, Captain....."