After leaving
etiquette class, Worf felt... different.
The rain of glitter didn't even bother him any more. He felt good. Really good. In fact the day seemed very nice indeed.
It made him smile which... well coming from Worf is a little scary.
He stood out in the glitter rain, an arm outstretched to catch the glitter in his hand as it fell.
"What a glorious day!" he said cheerfully.
[Thanks to Diana, Worf is having a "Nice" day. Do with that as you will.]