Not only did he have no idea what Torchqood was, but Kirk was a bit frustrated that he didn't know anything about this apparently famous man. If a whole country was crazy about him, he must be some sort of national hero. The captain tried to remember what he could of twenty-first century history, but recalled nothing about this stranger. "Since everyone here but me seems to know you, would you mind explaining who you are?" he asled, slight annoyance in his tone.
Before answering Jeff, Spock allowed his gaze to dart over to where the others, including his captain, were chatting. For once, it seemed he wouldn't have to worry about Kirk getting into some sort of crazy situation, which seemed to happen a lot. In fact, there honestly seemed to be nothing to worry about at all. Satisfied that all was well, Spock decided it would do no harm to tell him his 'story'.
"I come from Vulcan, a planet in the Alpha Quadrant. My species, who share the name of the planet, are an extremely logical and technologically advanced people. After a dispute with my father about my career, I left my home planet to join Starfleet Academy, where I learned to become an officer on a starship, which I have obviously been sucessful in accomplishing. I assume you have questions about certain things I've mentioned, am I right?" He had decided to leave nothing out since due to the nature of this gathering, being an alien from the future really wasn't all that strange by comparison. The only thing he had purposfully avoided saying, though, was that he wasn't completely Vulcan, but then again, he rarely brought that up with anybody.