A few nights after the grand opening, the Governor’s Assistant, Sinayda Nyx, made her way to the tangqa’ Tavern. It was the newest establishment that served alcohol and fermented beverages, so it was the place to be. In truth, she was on a fact finding mission for her boss to find out what she could about the Ferengis in the Commerce of Economics.

Wanting to invite attention, but not too much, she was dressed in a black pant suit with triangular cutouts on either side of the jacket. Taking a seat at the bar, Nyx ordered a rum on the rocks, double, crossed her legs and turned the stool so she could observe the others in the room. “Excuse me, do you get many Ferengi in here?” Fixing the bartender with her cognac gaze and waited for any information.

—Nyx