Faith's eyes widened and she gasped. "No way, I didn't see that ep of Star Trek, when was Vulcan des--" And then, she remembered that she was supposed to be acting like she was too cool for geeky shows like Star Trek, and she stopped and cut herself off. "Yeah, right, you know. Big on the repression." She eyed him up and down, and then smirked. "I'm not big on repression, let it you, you know? Feels better that way." Faith very obviously was not the sort of person who even knew was subtle meant. "Secret clubs suck eggs, you know? I was all in the Slayer secret club when we had to be on the down low about it. It was stupid. What's the point of having superpowers if you can't show off?"
Okay, she'd be lying if she said she understood most of what Kirk was saying. But she shrugged, tilting her head to the side. "Oh, no big. Like I say, you're hotter. Sucks about your eyes, though, but I dig the blue. Sexy." She smirked suddenly. "You know, you talk about 'Bones' a whole hell of a lot. Weird. I mean, it's kinda fucked up, you know, cause I always got the sense you were, you know, all into dragging Spock to bed. Can't blame you? Pointy ears are hot. There's this elf here with the whole pointy ears thing going on, and he is so incredibly pretty." She cut off her monologue for a second, and then continued on in a slightly different way.
"Anyway, yeah, so that's the sitch. Kinda trippy, I know. But I know one thing for fucking sure. I'm real, whether I was in some fucked up TV show or not." Maybe some people would be fooled by Kirk's act. Probably most people would. But Faith knew all too well what he was doing, she did it all the time herself. Tentatively, she reached out and touched his arm, trying to express that without actually saying anything. "Hah, well, you know. I wasn't even the main character on my show, B was." That hurt to admit, really. "So, like, you cool? We can, uh, go get your book and key and shit now, if you wanna."