Sariel does look a little sheepish at that. "I know you have, I just... worry." Pause. "I'm sorry."
Quark picks that moment to return, bearing two drinks -- one giving off ginger-scented steam and one decidedly not -- and a plate of what look like small, rolled sandwiches. "Here you go! And which one of you gets the bad news?" Sariel fishes for a credit chip automatically; apparently she does.
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Date: 2009-04-27 03:13 am (UTC)Quark picks that moment to return, bearing two drinks -- one giving off ginger-scented steam and one decidedly not -- and a plate of what look like small, rolled sandwiches. "Here you go! And which one of you gets the bad news?" Sariel fishes for a credit chip automatically; apparently she does.