Tried to imply a bit that they are looking for McCoy ala City on the Edge of Forever here.
“That is one giant tree,” Jim remarked as he stopped in Rockefeller Center to look up toward the giant Christmas tree. “I can’t even imagine how tall it is.”
Spock, who walked beside him, replied, “82 feet.”
Jim looked at him. “You know that from looking at it?”
“Negative. The brochure I was handed upon entering the area.”
Jim laughed. “Oh. Well if you’re going to read.”
Spock shrugged slightly. “It is an interesting tradition.”
“I figured we had to take a look while we were here anyway.” Jim glanced around at the crowd, and then moved closer to the ice skaters.
“Do you skate?”
“Nah. I mean I think I sorta remember my Gram taking me once when I was young. Just a kid. Little. Had to be as she died when I was eight or so. It wasn’t something I fell in love with.” He smiled at Spock. “I’m guessing they didn’t have much ice skating on Vulcan.”
He put his hand on Spock’s arm. “I guess we should continue. This isn’t helping us locate Bones.”
“No,” Spock agreed. Then he covered Jim’s hand with his. “But we can linger here for a moment longer.”
“Yeah?” Jim moved his other hand to grasp Spock’s. They both wore gloves but somehow he could feel the warmth, the promise there.
Spock’s dark eyes warmed. “Yes, it is…nice here.”
Jim agreed and moved closer to Spock. They still had a lot to deal with, sure, but for the moment, he felt happy and at peace.