I beg your pardon. You should know by now that Vulcans do not joke.

[ Really now. Accusing him of joking. Spock shoots a look at Jim, almost a glare.

But the food is good, and he does enjoy the chance to savor something not replicated, although he would not admit such a thing, and he does not feel the same connection to food as many humans. But it mellows out his glare and his lip curls up just the slightest, a fleeting smile that is quickly repressed.

He is almost tempted to point out the flour but refrains. If Jim does not catch it later, he will mention it, but for the moment, he suspects he will only get a sigh. ]

We will see. At our next starbase stop, I will make inquiries about possible upgrades. In addition, I wish to investigate alternate means of power for the science labs. A number of our experiments would be improved if we can divert more energy to the lab.

[ Of course he is not going to mention the still on the reports. It will not go over very well with the admiralty. ] There will be no need to mention it. It is simply a starting point.