Quark met Worf at the door.

"I know I promised to toast Jadzia. But Daimons Bractor and Letek are in. Your Enterprise had run-ins with them. I don't want trouble."

Worf nodded.

"Since this is the most reasonable request you've made, I will instead read Grandfather's legal journals."

Inside, Quark observed the two Daimons arguing over a box.

"Its mine!"

"Its mine!"

"Gentlemen--don't pull blasters, just split whatever it is, or I'll call The Constable."

Agreeing, they opened the box.

"Greetings! Don't Be Blue! This gift's for you!"

They all three winced, and walked away.

"A Betazoid gift box?"