Quarks bar was teeming with noise and activity. Odd for a morning but then you could trust Quark to come up with some scheme or other to promote business. And today was no exception!
"Ahh Brother?" said Rom as he walked up to the bar, "The Endebarans at table four want another jug of synthahol."
"Then hurry up and take it to them!" replied Quark. He seemed overly pleased with his little idea this time... Holographic dancing girls! They werent illegal as such, but to the religeous Bajorans they were quite lurid. Since he had had them installed Quark hadnt had alot of Bajorans in his establishment, but he had caught quite a few of them (mostly the males) staring in fascination. Or revulsion. He couldnt quite tell with some of them.
Still, business was booming thanks to all the other patrons which thoroughly enjoyed the new entertainment!
He had just finished fixing one of his patented Blackholes when his favourite non Ferengi walked in his door.
"Morning Quark," greeted Jadzia, "Youve sure got this place a reputation now!"
"Good or bad, it doesnt matter to me." he smiled, "Quarks is definately hot news! Now, what can I get you?"
"Oh nothing for now, but is there a holosuite available?"
"For you theres always one available. On the house!"
"Youre still not getting out of paying me my winnings from that Tongo game the other night!" she grinned.
"Hrmph. Fine. Enjoy!" sighed Quark as he handed her the entry stick.
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