Chapter 2
Spilled milk
Chief O'Brien walked into Dr. Bashir's office. ". . . dancing queen! Young and sweet, only 17. . . " Dr Bashir was singing. O'Brien raised hiseyebrows.
"Are you sure those are the right words?"
"No. So what can I do for you old chum?" O'Brien showed him a piece of plant that was growing in the alien's ship. Bashir was just about to make a witty comment when a Starfleet officer walked in and interrupted him.
"I have an extremely bad headache." Bashir looked up.
"So? It's not my problem is it?" The officer looked annoyed.
"Well. . . I um. . . no. . . I. . . "
"That's what I thought! Now leave my sight and NEVER come back!" He pointed at the door and the officer stalked off. "Now," Bashir turned his attention back to O'Brien. "What did you want me to do?"
"Scan this and see what you make of it." O'Brien shoved the sample into Bashir's face. Bashir examined it closely.
"I can tell you what it is right now without scanning it." O'Brien looked excited. He didn't know Bashir was THAT smart. "Well, what is it?"
"A dirty ugly weed." Bashir said triumphantly and sat back.
"That's good enough for me!" said O'Brien and walked out. Bashir turned to the replicator.
"A glass of milk, please." It gave him a glass of milk and when Bashir put the glass on his desk he knocked into it and it spilled. Bashir started to cry.
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"It's no use you know." Quark said pouring Odo a drink. " Drink?" he offered. Odo stared at it.
"I don't drink." Quark rolled his eyes and started to drink it himself. A customer finished his drink and paid Quark.
". . . six dollars! Awesome!" He started to dance around and turned on music. It was a very happy tune. Bashir walked in wiping his tears away. He stopped and smiled.
"I love this song!"
Dax walked in. "Me too! Hey,Julian want to dance?" Dax held out her hands. Bashir agreed and they started to dance. When they finished they ordered drinks and sat down at a table. Odo stared after them.
" I wish I could dance." Quark winked.
" Come to my quarters and I can teach you. They can be lessons. But of course you'd have to pay me."
" How much a lesson?" Quark thought for a moment.
" 3 bars of latinum." Odo stood up and shook Quark's hand.
" It's a deal I'll meet you in 3 hours!" Odo left to get ready. Bashir and Dax finished their drinks and paid Quark. Quark danced.
