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K'Vada: Both. We have limited space. We are a military ship, not a pleasure craft.
PICARD: Of course. This will be fine.
K'VADA: You'll sleep Klingon style. We do not soften our bodies by putting down a pad.
PICARD: Good. I prefer it that way.
K'VADA: You'll take your meals with us, but we do not serve Federation food.
PICARD: I've been looking forward gagh. Haven't had it for quite a while. Very fresh.
KLINGON [OC]: MeH HoD.
KLINGON: MeHmaH ghoS.
K'VADA: So'wl'chu'. Well, Captain, we're at the border of the Neutral Zone. You mean to do this, do you?
PICARD: Yes. I do.
First Officer's log, stardate 45240.6. The Enterprise is nearing Qualor Two, home of a Federation surplus depot operated by the Zakdorn. We hope to find out how the salvaged deflector array ended up in the hands of the Ferengi.
WORF: I have made contact, Commander.
RIKER: On screen. I'm Commander William Riker from the Federation Starship Enterprise.
DOKACHIN [on viewscreen]: Klim Dokachin, Quartermaster, Surplus Depot Zed One Five
Riker: I need some information about a Vulcan ship, the T'Pau. It was sent to you a few years ago.
DOKACHIN [on viewscreen]: Did you arrange an appointment?
Riker: An appointment? No.
Dokachin [on viewscreen]: Then I will be unable to help you. You may communicate with scheduling.
RIKER: Who does he think he is?
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