DEEP SPACE: "Q-Less" REV. 11/12/92 - ACT THREE           37.

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					QUARK
			I have nothing to hide.  I'm selling 
			quality merchandise to a select 
			clientele.

					ODO
			What makes them so select?

					QUARK
			They're all ridiculously wealthy... 
			and not too bright.

					ODO
				(shakes his head)
			I'll never understand this obsession 
			with accumulating material wealth.  
			You spend your entire life plotting 
			and scheming to acquire more and 
			more possessions, until your living 
			areas are bursting with useless junk.  
			Then you die and your relatives sell 
			everything and start the cycle all 
			over again.

					QUARK
				(looking for an edge)
			Isn't there anything you desire?

					ODO
			I have my work.  What more do I need?

					QUARK
				(eyes light up at the 
				thought)
			A suit of the finest Andorian silk?  
			A ring of pure Surax?  A complete 
			set of Tanesh pottery?