fandomtownies | What used to be Quark's, Wednesday afternoon

Later, when Raven realized what the voicemail she got that morning was all about, she'd kick herself for not getting it immediately. But in her defense, she was very preoccupied! She'd just bought a whole business, there was stuff to be doing!

Today, for instance, was full of going through the things Quark had left behind and deciding what to keep and what to toss. It wasn't a lot -- he'd taken basically anything that wasn't nailed down and would fit around a pair of loving alots -- but it was weird.

"The hell is this? Some kind wood working thing?"

No one answered. Because the shop was closed and she was the only one there.

"I should probably just return that call really quick."

[business is not open, but the post is!]