“You know, I miss when you two were always at each other’s throats,” Doctor McCoy complained over breakfast one morning. “At least things were interesting.”
“Doctor, the captain and I often find ourselves at each other’s throats,” Spock said, looking as confused as a Vulcan could look. “Yesterday, for example, Jim found it prudent to invade my shower and-”
“Okay, I get it, don’t you dare keep talking!” McCoy was quickly beginning to resemble a tomato. “I meant I miss when you guys are always angry at each other. I do NOT want to hear about the other ways you guys chew each other out.” With that, McCoy fled, leaving Jim to roar with laughter at Spock’s confused expression.