[ The indignity! Spock's eyes widen for a brief second as the wrapper hits his forehead, and he fishes up the wrapper, flicking it back. ] That is why they are imagined conversations, not actual.

[ He wins just as many arguments as he loses with her; it is a battle to see who will come out the victor, with them. A nice challenge, even if he rarely admits such a thing. ]

I am aware, Lenore. Such is the issue with being a Vulcan. My father expected to outlive my mother by a number of years, even.