Spock walks down the corridor of the Ncc-1707, his hands tucked away behind his back and an emotionless expression on his face. he approaches the captain’s quarters, and hears a what sounds like a quarrel between the captain and his personal assistant.

“Captain kirk…im not sure if i feel comfortable with doing this-“

“You will speak when spoken to!”

“Captain please..sir..stop!”

“You must obey me…i am your captain! Now do as i please or i shall have you removed from this ship!”