Sam had to admit that he was a little amazed at the girls ability to really seemed interest. It probably had something to do with her interest in art in general. He had to admit to himself that he was disgusted by all of this pagan artwork. The crinkle-noses had been taken advantage of and used by the aliens who had lived in their "Celestial Temple" for centuries. Their artwork was just a further devotion to these aliens. How could these people be so small-minded and stupid during times like these.
When a Bajoran walked by, she asked, "Excuse me. Do you work here?"
The Bajoran was a young man with a simple earring. When she addressed him, he stopped. "Yes, I am a tour guide for the embassy's museum. What can I do for you, Miss," he asked as he studied her with his light blue eyes. He had sandy blond hair. Jaime would probably had found him attractive if it wasn't for the marring of his nose cartilidge. In fact, except for that, he would of looked like any college age human.
Only a tightening of the grip Jaime had on Sam's hand gave any sign that she was disturbed by the Bajoran. Her face read interest in both the artwork and the young man. "Ah, yes," she stammered, "I'm doing research on the impact of political conflict on artistic _expression_. Bajoran art is one area I want to cover. Would it possible to speak to someone about the works you have on display here?"
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