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[ol_yellow_eyes]

Data's tab was not a problem. For one thing, it was very small-- only two orders of cat food for Spot. For another, all Data had to do was consult the replicator in his room for the proper amount of currency. He chose dollars, from the early 21st-century United States, somewhat arbitrarily.

Now he is sitting at the bar with a datapad, reading something.

He hopes that none of his friends here are having trouble paying their tabs. If they are, he might be willing to provide assistance.

[OOC: Open 'til it scrolls.]