"Perhaps it is best I accompany you going forward so there are no other harrowing incidents that would plague you. Even in this place it seems you have an unmistakable penchant for trouble."

No, don't worry little Nargles. Spock isn't angry. If anything, he's trolling Jim now, leading him out across the party floor at a sedate pace. Decidedly away, however, from any more mistletoe. That's enough excitement for one afternoon.

"Perhaps a drink would be to your liking, Jim?"