The captain had come to appreciate the doctor’s plain-talking, brutally honest manner—as well as the deep reservoir of compassion and integrity that drove it—and had realized that, if he were to take McCoy’s advice to get out more and establish a social life, he could think of far worse choices for a friend than McCoy himself. Indeed, the doctor proved a charming and stalwart companion—a conversationalist of an affably cynical bent, a good judge of music and food, and an even better connoisseur of potable intoxicants, with a seemingly inexhaustible stash of high-grade Saurian brandy.
