[When Uhura fails to punch the man who appears to be making clumsy advances at her (perhaps she feels he's an easy target and punching him wouldn't be fair?), Chekov pushes aside his beer. He'll show this guy imposing.
Although, when standing toe-to-toe with him, Chekov realizes that his foe has well over a foot and who-knows-how-many pounds on his side. Still.]
She is not interested.
[Oh, yeah. Chekov's five feet and seven inches of curly-haired intimidation. Only not.]
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Although, when standing toe-to-toe with him, Chekov realizes that his foe has well over a foot and who-knows-how-many pounds on his side. Still.]
She is not interested.
[Oh, yeah. Chekov's five feet and seven inches of curly-haired intimidation. Only not.]