The dinner was a large and hearty one, and Jadzia ate well, devouring near everything in sight. Then came the desserts.
Jadzia hungrily eyed the confection-filled cart, and for a moment her need for chocolate easily outclassed Worf's previous lady.
Worf expressed a concern. This is how he became badly injured.
"My Wife--Is it not perhaps a good day--To Diet?"
~The End~
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