Pun-ishment 17
by Rob Morris

Odo shrugged in apparent confusion.

"The Vulcans want a rematch? But they won that baseball game."

Sisko nodded in apparent bemusement.

"They're even importing one of the few professional baseball officials in existence. They called you biased."

Odo chuckled derisively.

"My heart breaks. Is this person fair?"

"I'm told that so long as she's well-fed and relaxed, eminently so. I want you to set up the Deluxe Endless Food Bar service at Vockneias's for her, as well as a holo-suite to take her on a horse-drawn snow-carriage ride. You have all that?"

Odo nodded.

"Sure. Buffet The Umpire, Sleigh Her."