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play panel for the device. "There you go," he told her.
"Do you have a tricorder ready to take this?"
"Right here," Dax replied, taking the one held in 's hands up
and plugging it into the wall socket at the front of the analyzer,
and looked back at Julian. "You're still doing it."
"Doing what?" he said, infuriatingly vague.
"Grinning like that," told him, one of 's own little grins
threatening to widen further.
"Like what?" he asked, and got the distinct feeling that he knew
exactly what was talking about.
"Oh, nothing." Pulling the tricorder out of the wall, exited the
infirmary, but not before saying breezily, "Cheer up, too. You've
been in such an awful mood today, you know." The door shushed open
and closed over 's parting smile, leaving a grinning Julian behind.
He looked at the wall chrono and saw that lunchtime had indeed
arrived. Finally! Tossing his smock onto a lab table, he exited
in the general direction of Quark's after leaving the computer
instructions on where to reach him in case of an emergency.
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