James T. Kirk

"Really? You don't know anything about the non-human species who are members of your crew? Or is it just my people you know nothing about?" He was still joking, though his face remained about as expressive as stone, but a tiny kernel of truth had crept into the joke. Keenser firmly shoved it aside. The Captain had been busy, of course. This ship was after all, as Scott had once described it, exciting. Of course he hadn't had the chance to look through the Federation Races section of the Xenobiological Database.

Keenser turned his thoughts, instead, toward the infinitely more pleasant contemplation of Scott and sex. "Oh yes." Keenser replied "We have fantastic sex."