Jadzia Dax

Application
"Jadzia Dax," she said glancing at the price. It was lower than she expected, though truthfully she had not done much shopping since before joining the Academy years ago. These days most of her time was spent in an all-Starfleet enviroment and thus there had been little to spend credits on. However she had assumed that clothing would be more expensive, but apparently Garak was not running a shop to make a fortune. Which was probably for the best, given that on the station nobody was going to make a fortune.

"That price looks good," she said smiling at him, "hopefully the clothes will look as good."

Glancing across the Promenade she saw the Ferengis still packing up the bar and gambling establishment named Quarks. She glanced back at Garak, "So if the bar leaves what's left to do on this station? I'm not buying a new dress just to sit in my lab and study Bajorian algee."

Having the bar, and other tenants who seemed to be packing up, stay was going to have to be one of the first things on Benjamin's agenda. If there was nothing to do on the station, then people were going to get restless a lot faster than they did on a starship where at least there was shoreleave and new worlds to visit.