Some time later, after they had settled in their room,, Harper decided that
they should eat and went to look for place. To the Romulan woman's
chagrin, he chose a Klingon restaurant. She noticed various familiar races
andorians, humans, Bolians, Klingons, etc. The décor was darkish, simple,
rustic and well, Klingon. After sitting down somewhere in the half
twilight, a chubby Klingon, with a curly beard came to serve them.
"What would you like?" the server asked.
"What's today special?" He asked as a way to cover his ignorance.
"Gah and bloodwine"
"huh..oh yea.I'll one of those.." He figured that the blood part was an adjective.
"Same here" All the Vulcan woman could do was make an inward grimace, and avoid trouble.
"Two orders of Gah and bloodwine coming up!"
After a while a bottle of bloodwine was put on the table with a couple of rustic cups.
"Uhggg!!!" Harper wrinkled his nose in disgust when he took a whiff of his drink. "We got spoiled wine!"
"It's blood wine"She didn't understand his complaint, figuring he liked what she considered to be a putrid beverage.
"So! "Harper retorted "Waiter?"
The server turned around, as the place was empty and he was occupied with side work.
"The wine stinks!"
"What?" the server grabbed the bottle and smelled it. "Pah! This wine was bottled at a terrible year! Someone must have overlooked it. My apologies sir" With that he took the bottle away, impressed as he was under the impression that that human had a fine sense of taste regarding blood wine.
Soon, the gah arrived, as did the wine. When it was set down, Harper's eyes widened. The little worm-like things were still moving!!!
"Uhhhhggggggg" This had happened to Harper before, ordering something and finding it was not as appetizing as it sounded. He wrinkled his nose. "Why did you order Gah if you wouldn't like it?" she asked
"This place doesn't have the.right breed of Gah" He took a sip from the wine, but again, it tasted rancid."What do they put in this stuff??" Disgust took over his face.
"Targ blood I suppose" the Romulan woman replied dryly.
"Hahaha very funny" Harper thought she was joking.
"What would you like?" the server asked.
"What's today special?" He asked as a way to cover his ignorance.
"Gah and bloodwine"
"huh..oh yea.I'll one of those.." He figured that the blood part was an adjective.
"Same here" All the Vulcan woman could do was make an inward grimace, and avoid trouble.
"Two orders of Gah and bloodwine coming up!"
After a while a bottle of bloodwine was put on the table with a couple of rustic cups.
"Uhggg!!!" Harper wrinkled his nose in disgust when he took a whiff of his drink. "We got spoiled wine!"
"It's blood wine"She didn't understand his complaint, figuring he liked what she considered to be a putrid beverage.
"So! "Harper retorted "Waiter?"
The server turned around, as the place was empty and he was occupied with side work.
"The wine stinks!"
"What?" the server grabbed the bottle and smelled it. "Pah! This wine was bottled at a terrible year! Someone must have overlooked it. My apologies sir" With that he took the bottle away, impressed as he was under the impression that that human had a fine sense of taste regarding blood wine.
Soon, the gah arrived, as did the wine. When it was set down, Harper's eyes widened. The little worm-like things were still moving!!!
"Uhhhhggggggg" This had happened to Harper before, ordering something and finding it was not as appetizing as it sounded. He wrinkled his nose. "Why did you order Gah if you wouldn't like it?" she asked
"This place doesn't have the.right breed of Gah" He took a sip from the wine, but again, it tasted rancid."What do they put in this stuff??" Disgust took over his face.
"Targ blood I suppose" the Romulan woman replied dryly.
"Hahaha very funny" Harper thought she was joking.