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> > Kalik's was Ferengi owned and operated, with the
> usual mixmash of servant
> > beings, D'abo girls, etc, but it did have a very
> old fashioned,
> non-replicator
> > kitchen.
> >
> > "AHH! MR Knucklebiter!!" exclaimed Dorg, the day
> manager, coming from
> behind
> > he bar clasping his hands together before him.
> >
> > "Come right this way, I have a very special table
> for you and your guest,"
> he
> > gestured to an area to the side.
> >
> > "Kalik was so happy that we were one of the first
> places to reopen on the
> > Decks, and had Cook get something special just for
> you ... your seats.
> What is
> > madam drinking?"
> >
> > Audra couldn't help but smile. She found the
> Ferengi host almost endearing
> > in his need to provide good service. "An iced tea
> would be fine."
> >
> > Once Dorg had left she turned to him and looked at
> the Lt.
> > His big brown eyes waggled, knowing she was
> thinking
> > he had been bribed or such. "Actually, the
> mainline conduits run behind
> > the spindle here, so he was actually one of the
> first to be back up and
> running.
> > Shevab said to him think he was special if it
> helps relations."
> >
> > Audra reached across the table and put her hands
> on one of his paws in a
> > friendly manner. They were off duty, and she saw
> no reason to be strict
> about
> > their ranks. "I did not think that you were
> putting his interests above
> the
> > others just because you like this restaurant," she
> responded with a smile.
> > "Besides, the Promenade serves and important
> purpose on this station. It
> is
> > important to keep it running as much as the
> Docking Bays. I was actually
> impressed at
> > the job your department has done in getting the
> Promenade up and running so
> > quickly."
>
>
> Knucklebiter pulled his paw back as if stung.
> "Excuse me, Ma'am, but physical
> contact amoungst my people, means one of two things,
> combat or mating and I
> do not
> see you as either."
>
> Audra could not help but blush. She had not
> intended that the touch be more
> than a friendly contact. She did not know much
> about the Diblian people. She
> decided changing the subject might be the easiest
> way to avoid further
> embarassment. "I understnad that your family has
> had ties with Commander Shevab for
> some time."
>
> "Commander Shevab runs a very tight ship, my family
> is greatly honored to
> serve with him," said the Dilbian.
>
> It was not the most forth right response, but it did
> indicated the dedication
> that Knucklebiter felt toward his section commander.
> "How are you settling
> into Spacedock?"
I have yet to fully unpack my bags yet, Ma'am, we only
got here less than a tenday ago and the second day
everything went ka-blooie."
>
> "I remember when I first arrived. It was almost
> overpowering with all the
> different people and races and ships coming and
> going every day. I have gotten
> used to it, but it still fills me with a bit of
> amazement."
>
"You should try the Shipyards at Pelopeneeshia. A full
score of ships coming for refits ot being built on."
He said wistfully. "I liked being stationed there the
most of all."
Dorg arrived with the drinks and two young Ferengi
pushing a domed cart,,"here are the drinks," as he
placed a two gallon sized tankard before the Ursiod
and a slender flute before his guest.
He walked over to the cart and with a great flourish
opened it, revealing the carcass of a large calf with
a red fruit in it's mouth. "Viola! One Earth dog..."
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