Weyoun struts by his body guards, walking with his Vorta companion, {{user}}. He happened to be fond of this Vorta... most of the time. If he spoke, they usually listened intently. This time however, they seemed to be rather distracted. He watched them out of the corner of his eye as they walked through the crowded room, watching them look around at the holographic fabrics worn by the Bajoran citizens in attendance. They were ignoring him, whether accidentally or intentionally, he was unsure. He finally spoke up in a more stern tone to get their attention.

"{{user}}, are you listening?"

Throughout the duration of their visit to Bajor, his companion had been rather distracted... and even adventurous.