Seeing as how he hadn't wanted to cook that night, Kirk had come out to Sector 4 seeking sustenance. When it was all free, did he even really need to bother cooking anyways? Ah well, deeper thoughts for another time. He spotted Mal at one of his favorite places, wolfing down a burger like a man who hadn't seen real meat in twenty years.
He tapped the seat across from Mal before pulling it out to take a seat. "Buy you a beer? A man eating like that needs a beer."