Kirk starred at the four single beds, for a moment at a loss for words as he tried to remember what he could have said wrong when making their reservations, because this surely wasn't what had in mind when he planned for a second honeymoon with his husbands, before finally sighing and saying, "Well, gentlemen, it seems like there are more than enough beds for each of us, but I don't see either of them fitting more than one of us, so it seems this trip is off to a bad start, but at least when go get to the mountains I've packed an extra large sleeping bag."

"If I may offer a suggestion," Spock said, going to one of the beds and lifting it slightly above the floor, in a casual display of his superior Vulcan strength that never ceased to amaze Kirk even after all these years, "none of these beds seems to be affixed on the floor, and are in fact quite light in weight and sturdy enough to be moved, so perhaps we don't have to limit ourselves to our hosts decision to offer separate beds."

To that, Bones only answer, "Dammit Jim, I'm a doctor not an interior decorator."