Posted Feb. 6, 2023, 4:35 p.m. by Civilian Norb, of Klaxut Markets (Business Owner) (Shaun Tee)
Posted by Civilian Zerbo (Colonial Finance Minister) in Galaxy Trade Tower - Norb Pays Respects (Tag Zerbo)
Posted by Civilian Norb (Business Owner) in Galaxy Trade Tower - Norb Pays Respects (Tag Zerbo)
Norb teleported into the lobby of the Galaxy Trade Tower wearing a traditional Ferengi uniform in place of his usual breezy linen suit and straw hat. It itched at his neck, and he fumbled with a golden wrapped package for the Daimon and Colonial Finance Minister.Since construction had wrapped up on the Golden Klaxut Market HQ and Flagship Store, he supposed it was time to drop by and pay his respects, do a little bowing and scraping, and ingratiatate himself to the big man upstairs–besides, one day Zerbo could be the Nagus, and old Norb could be selling tableware to the fancy folk of Ferenghar if he played his cards right now.
Ferengi Rule of Aquisition Number 0: What the Nagus wants, we acquire.
Norb walked to the reception desk and asked the NE, “Excuse me, I don’t have an appointment or anything, but is it possible that Mr. Zerbo is available for a quick tete-a-tete, so to speak?”
-Norb, Klaxut Markets
The Vulcan looked down and nodded. “Let me see.” After a moment she looked back down at the Ferengi. “The Finance Minister said he could spare some time for you. Please go through those doors and press the button for the top floor.”
“Very good,” Norb said, still juggling the package. He made his way through to the elevators, slightly intimidated by the size and scope of the building, and pressed the button to the top floor: Zerbo’s Office.
After Norb pressed the button and the elevator finally made it to the top floor, it opened into a large waiting room where another secretary was seated. He just nodded and pressed a button and the doors to the office opened up allowing Norb to see. The WHOLE TOP FLOOR was his office! Sitting in a plus and stately chair made for a Ferengi was Zerbo. He got up and motioned for Norb to come to the bar area. Smiling. “Norb, is it? How can I help you today and would you like something from the bar? I am getting myself a drink as well. How about something from home?”
DaiMon Ress Zerbo, First Assistant to the Grand Nagus
For one who was normally the wealthy CEO and used to impressing upon others, this kind of role reversal was not Norb’s favorite, though he was a firm student in the Ferengi Trade By-Laws.
“Great DaiMon, before accepting a snail juice–you know, these Federation replicators cannot make a good snail juice? Why is that? Before that, I have a token for you from our gilded latinum line at the Golden Klaxut Market.” Norb said, placing the golden box on Zerbo’s desk.
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-Norby, Klaxut Markets
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