Same Old Story

"You are coughing," she stated.

"No, I am not," he declined sternly, his voice rough.

"You hide it well, but I saw your shoulders shake."

"I never have a cold. And we have to leave for the reception now." He started for the door, but she blocked his way.

"Your face is pale green and you temperature is 3.1 degree higher than usual. Go back to bed. This is an order."

She went out to call a doctor.

Ill men are bad enough, ill Vulcan males are unbearable.

And it was a stupid idea to go to that Finnish Sauna.