Star Trek: Lower Decks

Captain's log, stardate 58456.2.

The Cerritos is providing support to the Vancouver.

Captain Nguyen will be reopening

postwar trade negotiations with the Karemma,

a mercantile species from the Gamma Quadrant,

while I will be overseeing a delivery

of goodwill gifts from the Alpha Quadrant,

which will hopefully sweeten the deal.

Captain, we have an incoming communication

from Starfleet Command.

It's Admiral Buenamigo.

- On-screen. - Captain Freeman.

Quite the payload you've got us hauling.

Are you trying to inebriate half the Gamma Quadrant?

Anything to open up communications.

Speaking of which, there's been a change of plans.

Don't tell me we need to pick up more Andorian kegs.

No. The Cerritos will be proceeding

to the rendezvous, but you will be negotiating with the Karemma.

I'm sorry, what? But Captain Nguyen...

The Vancouver's been rerouted to the Hasparga system

to evacuate a colony being threatened by a brown hole.

W-Wait. That-That's not even a thing...

Carol, this is our best chance to heal scars

from the Dominion War.

You have to make it work.

Buenamigo out.

This is crazy.

Anyone else would have months to prepare

- for this level of diplomacy. - Captain Freeman,

we're approaching the rendezvous point.

Bring us out of warp.

Tacky Cardassian fascist eyesore.

Helm, just buy me some time to read up on the Karemma.

U-Uh, sir, h-how do we do that?

Uh, I don't know. Just circle around

and pretend we're in awe of the pylons.

Yes, sir.

- Um... - Just keep circling.

Aah! I can't believe

we're at Deep Space Nine!

I want to walk the Promenade. Ooh, check out the stores.

Oh, oh! I bet they have a Quark's.

Ho-ho, Tendi, not just any Quark's...

The original Quark's!

You're excited for a franchise restaurant?

You guys are such tourists.

We just got to move a couple crates

onto this Karemma ship, and the rest of the day is ours!

Y'all have fun with that. I'm staying right here and relaxing.

So does that mean you're free today?

Oh, uh, hey. Thought-thought you were still asleep.

- Hi, Jennifer! - Hi, Jennifer! - Hi, Jennifer!

Hey, guys.

So, I'm hanging with my friends today,

and I've been dying for you to get to know them.

Oh! Yeah, you know, um, so I should...

I'm gonna go give them a tour of DS9,

because... without me, they'll probably get lost

and end up in a mirror universe with Smiley...

- Oh, no, we won't. - Yeah, we have maps!

Mariner, you were just saying

how you much you hate this station.

Why don't you stay here, have some fun with Jennifer?

Castro's hosting a salon today.

You're gonna love it. Mwah.

Ooh, meeting the friends. That's big.

Oh, what if they're uptight and judgy?

I'm already not liking that they call their hangouts "salons."

Like, what are you, Hemingway?

Well, Jennifer's going to care if you can get along with them.

- Oh, do you think? - You'll be fine.

Just don't be all bossy like you are with us.

I'm not bossy!

Okay, that was a good one, boss.

- Oh, wow! - Whoa!

The Promenade!

Ooh, it's even more Cardassian than I imagined.

- Guys, this is awesome. - Wow.

Captain Freeman,

welcome to Deep Space Nine.

Thank you, Colonel Kira.

I trust you were informed

that the Vancouver will no longer be joining us?

Well, it's not Starfleet Command

unless they throw us a few curveballs.

You got that right.

Well, this is my first officer, Commander Jack Ransom,

and my security chief...

Oh, I know this scarred-up old barrowbug.

- How are you, Shaxs? - Any day not living

under Cardassian rule is a good one.

We were in the Resistance together.

He saved my life during a raid on the Haru outposts.

I still owe you for that one.

No, you don't.

She saved my life when we were ambushed at Vannakur.

Yeah, because I owed you

for pulling me out of that plasma storm in the Badlands.

I'm sure it was all very rebellious.

We wouldn't have even made it to the Badlands

if you hadn't sprung me from that prison transport!

You sprang me from one the week before!

That one didn't count!

We were both locked up! Come on!

Oh, these trade talks are a waste of time.

I don't know how these Alpha savages managed to win the war.

Neither do I. But if there's even a chance

at making a profit,

I'll hear them out.

And if diplomacy fails,

we always have the other option.

Uh, hey, can you sign my PADD?

Of course!

I love my fans.

For a small price, plus bar tax and processing fees.

Quark. Sorry to interrupt.

This is Captain Freeman of the Cerritos.

She and her crew are here on important Starfleet duty.

Ah, you look radiant, Captain!

Uh... pass.

I love Starfleet.

I do a lot of business in Federation space.

Quark is our resident entrepreneur.

I did expand my simple bar into 21 franchises

across the Alpha Quadrant.

And somehow

- I remain humble. - What are

you talking about? Can't people just replicate drinks?

None of your outdated Starfleet replicators

can make what I have to offer.

My unique design gives our refreshments that special zing.

I've been crafting them for years.

So, Captain, do you think there's room

at Starfleet Academy for a Quark's?

Um... no.

Not to worry. We'll set you up with a Quark's Express.

I gave one to the Bolians. They love it.

Whoa!

- The original Quark's! Oh, man. - Ooh, ooh,

let's get some seats at the bar.

Oh, my stars. They've got dabo.

- I-I thought it was illegal. - Dabo!

Boimler, it's probably rigged.

Ho-ho-ho, cheating? At a Quark's?

You can't rig a game here.

Besides, I'm Bold Boimler,

and fortune favors the bold!

Oh! Oh, God.

- Oh, sorry. Sorry. - Uh...

Ho-ho-ho! A fellow Orion!

- Greetings. - Hey, look at that!

- That's awesome! - Oh, wow, hi.

I'm Tendi. This is my friend Rutherford.

I'm Mesk. I got to tell you,

I never run into other Orions in Starfleet.

Me neither. I guess there's just not a lot of us.

Tendi. T-Tendi.

Is your family from the Northern Hemisphere?

Evtan Rim, right?

Uh, they-they kind of moved around a lot.

So... Deep Space Nine...

It's got to be so cool serving right next to the wormhole, huh?

Oh, yeah. We get some pretty shady characters

coming through here.

Our kind of people, am I right?

Oh, yeah. No, totally.

- Shady. - Yeah.

Uh, Rutherford, do you want

to get food with our drinks so that we...

Oh, cool. Awesome.

Hey, check this out... My Orion multi-key.

I got a religious exemption to wear it with my uniform.

Suckers.

Whoa! What is it?

Uh, it's a traditional tool used by Orion pirates.

Aw, it's good for everything...

From stabbing guys

to picking locks to stealing ships...

Oh, wow! Yeah, all positive things.

Say, I just got off duty.

You guys want the grand tour?

- Oh, I think we're... - Definitely!

Let's go around this circle!

All right! Come with me!

This is great. Couple of Orions up to no good,

just skulking around.

Lock up your valuables, am I right?

Ha. Yeah.

Totally.

All right. Here we go.

- Ooh! Look who's here! - Mariner!

Hey, girl!

Hey! What's... up?

Finally we get to meet the mysterious Lady Mariner.

I don't even mind you're so late.

Wow, looking profesh in the uniform.

I-I didn't get the memo that, uh,

this was like a sweats kind of party.

Not a party... a salon.