Hell, who knew, maybe the recent movies had managed to put on something decent. He approved of Bones flashing past anything with a Klingon or a Vulcan. God knew he adored Spock, he was one of his best friends, but he did not need to be reminded of the daily dance that was living next door and practically with one.

A tiny smile curled his lips then, pressing himself a little closer to Bones and tucking his head against the older man's shoulder, passing him back the bottle as he did. This. This was what he missed when they were on the Enterprise, when the walls came up, even if they were thinner between them than the rest of the crew. Despite the mishaps of the day, this moment he didn't regret.

"That was one time when I wore a wig for a Halloween costume," he defended himself. "I will apologize for the girl shoving, though." His foot tapped against the sheets as the opening theme came on. Not to bad. Upbeat. Catchy. He would have preferred a classic song, of course, but that fad seemed to have gone out of the movie scene while they were off saving some planets warring over a fruit (no, really, a fruit).