McCoy did his best to keep some semblance of dignity as he practically scampered into the man's kitchen like he was juggling a hot potato, opened his medical kit, and started shoving until they were all on in the ice box. Phase 1: Complete. Phase 2... Well, they'd deal with that later.

With his case already open, it gave him the perfect excuse to mosey on over to the Captain without alerting him preemptively. "Do I get ta poke and prod you now?" Generally he wouldn't ask. He really didn't need permission to do his job, but McCoy figured this would all go a lot more smoothly if he let Jim set the conditions. Hopefully those conditions were "right now" though.