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-the_tailor_spy

[farthestreaches]

[... you know, he makes a very good point. julian doesn't particularly want to consider what garak may have done in his past to elicit a reaction like that.]

Fair enough. Perhaps I simply thought you broke her heart.

[the_tailor_spy]

Excellent, excellent - you're considering all the angles now.

I've had to break my share, in the course of time.

[Scrupulously, he leaves unsaid whether he means emotionally or directly.]

[farthestreaches]

Is that the case? I'd love to hear some of those stories.

-old_man

[farthestreaches]

Happy for it. Meet at Quark's shortly?

[old_man]

I'll save you a seat.

[the_tailor_spy]

I can assure you, most of them would make your holo thrillers seem quite straightforward by comparison.

Less...imaginative. But definitely more convoluted.

[farthestreaches]

You know me, Garak: I've never minded convoluted.

[farthestreaches]

[bashir doesn't bother schooling his expression into something less completely exasperated as he drops into the saved seat across from jadzia. if anything, he seems to have simply embraced the melodrama, slumping down in a way uncharacteristic of him.]

You know, if you're really my friend, you'll make that first drink a double.

[the_tailor_spy]

Isn't there some phrase in your culture about this? Involving cats?

[farthestreaches]

Letting them out of bags, you mean?

[old_man]

[She's been bantering back and forth so far with the other patrons, more or less heckling Quark and chatting up Morn, at least when she could get a word in edge-wise... But there is that slight arch of her eyebrows as Julian all but melts into the seat. She gives a hum.]

Sorry to disappoint... [Her gaze has caught Quark's though, briefly, as she had left standing orders with him, before flicking back to Julian with a smile.] It's a triple.

[the_tailor_spy]

Oh dear, another one. Your languages really make those poor felines do a lot of leg work.

[farthestreaches]

They make an extremely convenient metaphor.

Come now, Garak, you're teasing me on purpose now.

[the_tailor_spy]

Nothing worthwhile is ever easy, my dear doctor.

Besides, if I ever gave you a straight answer you wouldn't know what to do with it.

[farthestreaches]

I'd scarcely believe a word of it, that much is true. Besides, I'm sure I much prefer the facts I've made up over whatever less interesting truth may be out there.

[he's trying so hard to gently goad :')]

[the_tailor_spy]

Indeed? And what facts would those be, I wonder?

[farthestreaches]

Oh, I wouldn't want to bore you with my flights of fancy.

[the_tailor_spy]

Doctor, Doctor, Doctor - all information is to be sought, you know that.

[farthestreaches]

We'll see about a trade of information, then.

[the_tailor_spy]

Ah, you have indeed been learning.

[farthestreaches]

I'll be waiting with bated breath for our next lunch.