Caretaker (Tom)
I'm just about to snag a stool when the Ferengi bartender starts working you. You're such an easy mark, and I'm starved for amusement, so I watch from a nearby table.
You put up impressive resistance until you say, "We were warned about Ferengi at the academy."
Rookie mistake. But you're so damn sexy, I have to rescue you.
"Thanks," you say with a blush as we walk away.
I wonder if the blush is embarrassment or attraction. I put my hand on your back and smile, turning on the charm. "Didn't they warn you about Ferengi at the academy?"
