DaiMon Tog (Mac)

Goodday. *He goes back with his usual Ferengi stuff.*

She'll suffer.

There won't be any need in that.

She will. Man, will she pay.

An extra bar a week.

We've got a deal. Now, what's in it for me?

Oh yes. What is you need? Name it and it's yours.

Yes, she's supposed to be.

Oh boy. Those Romulans are very edgy about everything.

Thank you very much for your payment. *He put it in his secret hiding place.* Who was it you attacked?

Yes, we were. I got sidetracked with something else. I see you got the latinum ready.

That damn Ferengi is right here.