Kirk never stopped Spock from spending his hard earned loot on whatever he wanted, but it never stopped him from teasing his first mate about it as much as he could get away with. Despite Spock's vow on his honor that rainy day long ago, it equally didn't stop them from occasionally ending up in fights that rang across the deck.

And damn, Spock was a fast one with his rapier in hand.

Finally he came up with a bottle and grinned, pulling the cork out with his teeth and pouring the liquor into the tea cup, dropping some sugar into it, then giving it a stir with his finger. He sucked the mixture off his finger with a smack of his lips and sat back, holding the cup in a surprisingly graceful manner that hinted at a very different past.

"Let 'em enjoy themselves." Kirk took a slow sip of the rum-tea and sighed with it. "We'll find us a good poker game and win twice what we put in, aye?"