I swear to you it's the honest truth. We're infested.

[Quark came around the bar and gave Constable Odo an exasperated look.]

Why would I make this up?

Because you're an untrustworthy little troll who loves to be the center of attention and causing mischief for the sake of annoying me?

[Odo replied dourly, folding his arms and glaring ( Read more... )

[Since there was apparently no way to get off the station yet, Quark did what he always did. Try to adapt. Try to find a place for himself in this new less than ideal world that he'd found himself in ( Read more... )

[Quark looks around himself, bewildered. He's standing on the Promenade but there's barely anyone walking past. Wasn't he just in his bar counting the day's take? How did he get turned around? Something is very wrong. Then he sighs and spuns around slowly.]

Rom, if this is your idea of a joke, it's not very funny.

[He puts his hands on his hips.] ( Read more... )