They've mellowed in their old ages, it seems, but that doesn't bother Jim as much as it once did. Riding off into the sunset may have closed the chapter on their golden years in Starfleet, but the story isn't over, and Jim feels they deserve a happy ending. They've earned the hell out of one.

"Thank you, Spock." The iced coffee is perfect, just how he likes it; he hadn't expected anything less. The Vulcan's question draws a smile out of him easily enough. "We could see if there's a live theater around here somewhere. It's been a while since I've seen a stage production of anything."