OOC: Regardless of what happens elsewhere, we can do this thread, even outside of those events. :)
IC:
Marina had to admit she was puzzled at the offer to join Nadie for dinner. But she supposed it wasn't entirely strange, after all they had both started out as junior officers when the ship first was commissioned and both now were the head's of their respective departments. Walking through the Promenade, Jusaro took in the bustling crowd frequenting the shops and restaurants. It was also hard to miss the gambling and food establishment that one could say was the keystone of the entire commercial area on the station.

Dressed in her standard duty uniform, the half-Zaldan, with her black and pink pigtails, looked around for her shipmate.

"Welcome to Quark's Lieutenant. Might I offer you a beverage and a chance to test your luck? Half-price at the dabo tables for the next twenty minutes only…" a Ferengi male told her with a wide smile and a slight swagger to his gestures.

"Perhaps a beverage, but there is no such things as luck and I am not interested in gambling," Marina replied. "I am meeting a shipmate for a meal."

"Ah, dinner with a friend! Well, we're all friends here," the Ferengi commented.

Marina looked at him blankly for a moment and blinked twice. "No, we are not," she said flatly as she looked around for Nadie.

Quark shrugged and left her alone for the time being, muttering, "Zaldans…" under his breath.

Jusaro, CSO