"Well, you're nobody til somebody loves you
So find yourself somebody to love!"
As Vic Fontaine finishes his set, Miles O'Brien and Julian Bashir stand up and applaud.
"Wouldn't it be great?" Julian asks Miles "Living in this time, in this place?"
"I don't know, Julian. As much fun as the holosuite is, if this were really Las Vegas in the 50s, it wouldn't be so relaxing. You know the mob ran this town."
"The mob?" asks the young doctor.
"As in mafia, kid," Vic says, joining them at the bar. "As in wakin' up with a horse head in your bed if you piss off the wrong guy. And never knowing for sure who the wrong guy is."
"Thank God we don't have to worry about that," O'Brien says sarcastically, finishing his drink. "We just have to worry about Changeling inflitrators, Mirror Universe doubles, and Maquis spies. Did you get a special assignment from the Captain too?"
"I'm actually not supposed to talk about it," Julian says. "But do me a favor and stop by the infirmary later today. I just remembered I need to redo some of your blood work..."
Day One has begun
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