[ This atmosphere is one that, in theory, Jim likes just fine, but becomes a bit of a mess in practice. The last time he was on a beach, the water was violet and the 'sand' was soft, powdery pink, he was working through learning a native language with Uhura, and the planet's radiation was pleasantly soft enough to pose no threat to human skin.
Alas. Well, he'll work with it. ]
Feel like a refill? [ asks the behatted figure approaching Dutch. Hi, it's Jim, who has come in peace with cocktails, wearing a gauzy black robe over the appropriate swimwear shorts and a giant wide-brimmed hat. ]
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Alas. Well, he'll work with it. ]
Feel like a refill? [ asks the behatted figure approaching Dutch. Hi, it's Jim, who has come in peace with cocktails, wearing a gauzy black robe over the appropriate swimwear shorts and a giant wide-brimmed hat. ]