Keep em comin...

The Admiral storms into the bar
Bar keep , a black hole and keep em comin. no sparklers

Sliding over from his own position, the Gorn crown prince has been waiting for some time for a Ferengi to serve him. Eyeing the Romulan up and down he sighs before speaking his voice translated by the universal translators but the distinct growl evidnet behind the speech.

Trouble commander?

*The doors to holosuite 1 opens and Quarff emerges seeing the Romulan and Gorn rushes over to the bar, you can hear the female voice ending the program in the holosuite as the door swish to a close ' Ending program, Vulcan L.. ...' the rest is lost as the door finally closes.*

*Quarff puts on his most sickening smile (something he considers warm and welcoming) and leans towards his patrons at the bar*

"My apologies, we have been very quiet lately since the Breen started walking round here like they own the place, I've always wondered, what do they look like under those masks?"

*Quarff serves the requested drinks and looks into space......he looks to be still intrigued by what the Breen hide under those helmets*

a recently refreshed and awakened Admiral beckons Quarff over ,with a thin smirk curling his already thin lips, he whispers
I hear they all look like an ancient terran named Carrie Fisher? hmm