He gives that some thought. He hadn't seriously considered stocking the Enterprise's fresh food stores here, if only because the logistics would be a nightmare, and it'd probably lead to enough wasted food not to make it worth it to him. But he also doesn't want to be the greedy asshole that says 'just me.'

"Probably two, unless someone around here sells Vulcan foodstuffs, then it'd be three." He says the second part a little belatedly, as it occurs to him that Spock would never say he was missing food from home. It wouldn't be logical and all that.

"My name's Jim Kirk, by the way," he adds. Their conversation's gone beyond a simple fruit recommendation, and it seems weird to keep going with the 'hey you' method of address when a random stranger has offered to take time out of her day to help him out.