It was just before dawn at the dock, where a tiny silhouette of a ship arose on the sea's horizon, its bow slicing through the waves, leaving behind a deep blue water trail.
"Boss, it's Sisko and his men!" One of the lookouts, having recognized the boat's insignia, shuddered with excitement and immediately turned back to shout at the hulking figure in the passenger seat.
Upon hearing this, Monsa Arnol put down his phone, half his body leaning out of the SUV window, resting on the roof while squinting toward the horizon. He chewed unconsciously on his cigarette holder until, as the boat's silhouette drew closer and he could make out its waterline, Monsa grinned, snuffed out his cigarette bud, and ducked back into the vehicle.
"Quick, quick, quick, to the dock! Let's greet the big star!"
"Wow, a big star!"
"To think you can become famous even in our line of work. Boss, you think I've got a chance? I want to be a star too; it pays way better than what I'm making now!"
