“Nice legs, Captain,” commented Uhuru — possibly the only person on the bridge who could get away with doing so, except for Spock.

Kirk tugged uncomfortably at the short, tight tunic, muttering for Uhuru’s ears only: “I don’t know how you sit in these things, don’t your legs stick to the seat?”

“That’s what nylons are for, Captain,” she murmured back, “well, that and the chafing — but I think you’ll find the new dress uniforms were supposed to come with leggings.”