[It's only been a few days, so Kirk hasn't given up on his daily routine. Wake up, head outside, tap at his comm badge. It chirps.]

Scotty, come in.

[Nothing. Another tap, another chirp.]

Could sure use a pick up right about now.

[Still nothing. One more tap.]

Spock.

[NO ONE IS THERE, KIRK. He tips his head back, staring up at the sky. Yeah, he kind of expected as much, given that this whole song and dance didn't work the last two times either. But he's still got to try. He hunches a little as a cold wind seems to slice right through him, then turns to walk briskly down the street. Maybe he'll put some of that money to use and buy a decent coat and some winter clothes.]