Quark: I should’ve listened to my cousin Gaila. He said to me, “Quark, I’ve got one word for you…weapons.” No one ever went broke selling weapons. But did I take his advice? No. And why not? Because I’m a people person. I like interacting with my customers. Like you and I are doing right now. Talking to each other, getting to know one another…

Garak: I can see the attraction…for you.

Quark: But when you’re dealing in weapons, buyers aren’t interested in casual conversation. They just want their merchandise, no questions asked. It’s so impersonal.

Garak: Your charms would be wasted.

Quark: Exactly. So now Gaila owns his own moon, and I’m staring into the abyss. And the worst part is, my only hope for salvation is the Federation.