"Hello." He stepped in to the apartment and let the door close behind him, taking in the sight of Uhura and of her place. "Thank you for inviting me. I thought I might come by early to help you plate everything." A pause. "I'd say that I could help you cook, but I am not especially good at it." Spock could smell the scent of food wafting from what he assumed was the kitchen.
"Nice apartment," he said after glancing around again. You could probably tell a lot about someone from the state of their living space and so Spock took it in with a keen eye.