Ameriganastan wrote:He set the hat aside and stabbed it with the Spoonhead Slasher for good measure.
"I suppose I could. Plastic surgery is my major expertise, but I did disguise a few fighters during the resistance to look like Cardassians...only 4 out of 6 got found out in the end...never did like Ristak anyway."
He pulled his knife out of the hat.
"Give me the species and I'll have you looking like it by lunch."
"You have more issues than - well, anyway, it's not for me. It's for an old friend; I owe him a favor. He should be on the station in the next hour or so."
She handed him a PADD, hoping she'd get it back without a hole punched in its screen. That would be a waste of quality electronics... "There's the time and place. One hour fifteen from now, at Airlock Twenty, and he needs to be a Benzite. Tell him Protesting Clara sent you. He'll understand. Oh, " Arelle turned to look over her shoulder as she was leaving the dining room, "you can keep the hat. It's what you get for calling me an imaginary streetwalker. Until then - I'm going to go find Will and Nate. Come with?"