Full Service
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By: Marp, Engineer, [RNPC]
Miranda, Lounge Manager, [RNPC]
Stardate: 58209.16 1900
Marp hesitated as the doors to Miranda's slid open. He was not sure he really wanted to go in here, but after the interrogation he just went though by ed security he needs to unwind. He cautiously stepped into the room. To his surprise Miranda's was not busy, he liked it that way. There were not many Humans who trusted Ferengi's and it always made him uncomfortable.
Marp walked up to the bar and sat down. He watched as a very attractive woman served a nearby customer. This was the famous Miranda. He knew about her, but had never met her since his arrival on the Zion. She smiled at him and then placed a glass on the bar in front of him. Without saying a word she turned around and picked a bottle out of the large collection that she had at the bar. There were so many bottles that Marp wondered how she knew where to find anything. She poured the contents of the bottle into the glass in front of him.
"What's this?" asked Marp
"It's your drink," replied Miranda. She noticed Marp about to complain and held up her hand, "Trust me."
Marp's complaint artfully stifled by Miranda he gingerly picked up his glass and took a sip. His eyes opened wide and the took a larger gulp. "This is Millipede juice," he said with mounting excitement, "and it tastes authentic. This is real Millipede Juice?"
Miranda smiled and nodded her head.
"I haven't had authentic Millipede Juice..." His eyes narrowed, "How did you get your hands on real millipede juice?"
"I always try to keep something special on hand for each crew member," replied Miranda. "I've been waiting for you to come visit me."
"Yeah, well, I wish I would have come by sooner." Marp smiled at Miranda before taking another gulp of his drink.
Miranda topped off his glass with another pour from her bottle. "You looked almost scared to come in here Ensign."
"Yes, well, ahh...," Marp's eyes dropped to the glass in his hands, "I just finished being interrogated by Security Chief Jarvis, Marp did not look up from his glass. "I don't think she likes me very much."
"She didn't throw you in the brig," said Miranda, "so she must have cleared you of wrong doing."
Marp took another drink, "Yes, Silvio helped me out, but even though I did nothing wrong, I don't think that Jarvis liked the idea of letting me go."
"I know Melissa, she is good at her job. She is just trying to protect the ship."
"She needs to realize that I too want this ship to be safe," replied Marp.
"I'm sure that you will get a chance to prove that to her," said Miranda with a smile. "Now, would you like something to eat?"
"I'm famished, "said Marp patting his stomach and then draining the rest of his Glass.
Miranda filled his glass again, "You sit right here. I have some fresh tube grubs for you."
"Fresh...How did you...", Marp's question trailed off as Miranda walked into a back room. Marp thought about Melissa Jarvis while he waited for his dinner to arrive. Miranda was right, Jarvis was just doing her job. Marp decided right then that he was going to work hard to earn her trust. He was not sure how he was going to accomplish it but he was going to do it.
A plate dropped in front of him jarring him out of his thoughts. "Here you go."
Marp grabbed a hand full of the grubs and popped them in his mount. "Wow," he exclaimed, "I haven't had fresh..." Marp's eyes widened again. "You even chewed them for me?"
Miranda smiled, "I run a full service shop here"