"The friend of my friend is my friend?" He smiles, amused.

Chekov starts looking through the clothes-- some of the fabrics are unusual and some of the styles are similar to those worn by the kedan. He tries for something a little closer to the fashions from home.

"I am from Russia. The Captain is from a different region of the world; that is why our accents are different."

He gets he sense that that's what she's really asking.