Jeff, God of Biscuits (Monday evening)

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

Susan was rather bemusedly looking out the window, watching some highly caffeinated ducks, in between reading pages of a cheap thriller. She was also wondering if J,GoB had possibly switched their brand of mocha.

It wasn't something she felt comfortable asking.


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[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

Quark wandered into the store, ordered some day-old bread, and paid quickly. When he saw the woman looking out the window, he felt compelled to say something.

"Waiting for someone?"

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

Susan turned, choked on her swallow of mocha, then recovered. If you've parlied with centaurs, you can answer a Ferengi politely.

"No, not at all. Just wondering how on Earth the pond turned into a coffee lake."

[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

"The pond turned into..." Quark shook his head. "I don't understand how that can happen, and yet I still can't get a decent cup of raktajino in this town."

He paused a second. "Pardon me, I've not introduced myself. Quark." He held out a hand.

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

"Susan Pevensie. School Counselor." Susan shook his hand, jus barely stopping herself from staring. "Quark? Wait, I believe you're my landlord, aren't you?"

[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

"It's very possible," Quark said. "I don't go out of my way to meddle with my tenants." He gestured at a chair across from her. "Mind if I sit?"

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

"Oh, please do." Susan cocked her head, fascinated. "If you don't mind my asking..." She paused, abashed. "What is rakatjino?" she asked, instead of what she'd meant to.

[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

Quark say down. "Klingon coffee, basically," he said. "It's a best seller, at least in the more civilized parts of the universe."

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

"Klingon? Ah. Wait, universe?" Susan's face lights up in delight. "Are you an alien, then? I haven't met any here yet."

[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

"What gave it away, my accent?" Quark chuckled. "There's only two of us, as far as looks go. Though that Kurt fella got me confused for a short while. So, Miss Pevensie, you enjoy the food here?"

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

"Yes, quite. It's delicious. Although the pond smells very good as well." Susan's lips quirked. "How did you come to be here? I can understand people arriving in Fandom by magic, but aliens landing-- it's wholly more unbelievable."

[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

"It's not the only time I've come to the planet," Quark said. "Last time was a bit further back. But I'm from the future, actually. Don't ask me how the wormhole travel actually works, though."

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

"I shan't, then." Susan cocked an eyebrow. "Especially since I don't know what one is. When were you here last?"

[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

"1947," Quark said. "In New Mexico."

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

Susan blinked. "And no one noticed?"

[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

"Oh, they noticed," Quark said. "I did some research on the hoo-mon history. Turns out the government covered it up, of course. But people still talk about Roswell. Just wish my name came up in it all."

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

Susan blinked. The words 'I have no response to that' flitted through her mind, then dissipated. "I'm sure the truly important people know?" she offered.

[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

"Importance is one thing. Wide spread fame is another," Quark said. "How about you, Miss Pevensie? Done anything spectacular in your career as a counselor?"

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

"Spectacular? No. If I'm fortunate, I am able to assist the students in solving their own problems. That doesn't lend itself to fireworks, or explosions."

[landlord-quark.livejournal.com]

"But the lack of fireworks and explosions means you're doing a good job as counselor," Quark pointed out. "Always good to have a decent counselor around. Minds are always in need of proper tuning."