This woman is rather dry, isn’t she?

I like her more all the time.

“Lap Dance”

By Joseph Manno

“I have, for some days, observed you interacting with the child.”

T’Vaar shifted little Alison Michaels in the crook of her arm, settled back, and regarded T’Lann with what a knowing observer might have called “maternal patience.”

“You have, on various occasions throughout, smiled … laughed … and even employed, rather extensively, the illogical gibberish humans fancifully label ‘baby talk.’ For a Vulcan to indulge in such behavior is most … unseemly.”

Just then, Alison began to fuss; a moment’s cooing soothed her.

T’Vaar then replied, “If you find the sight particularly disturbing…

“…I have room on my other knee.”