"I never see you in your green suit anymore," said Bashir.
"What's that, my dear?" replied Garak, who had heard every word.
"The suit you were wearing when you introduced yourself. I never see you wear it anymore." Thank god, he thought, it made you look like a watermelon.
"Ah. That one." Garak knew Julian loathed it. "It was getting old. I recycled it." He considered a small bite of his stew. "I have plenty of the fabric left. I can always make another."
"Oh, really?" Julian said brightly.
He might have fooled anyone else on the station, but Garak had made a careful study of the man. He chewed thoughtfully, then decided to be kind. "But I've grown weary of that particular shade of green."
Re: Prompt: Garak/Bashir, green
"What's that, my dear?" replied Garak, who had heard every word.
"The suit you were wearing when you introduced yourself. I never see you wear it anymore." Thank god, he thought, it made you look like a watermelon.
"Ah. That one." Garak knew Julian loathed it. "It was getting old. I recycled it." He considered a small bite of his stew. "I have plenty of the fabric left. I can always make another."
"Oh, really?" Julian said brightly.
He might have fooled anyone else on the station, but Garak had made a careful study of the man. He chewed thoughtfully, then decided to be kind. "But I've grown weary of that particular shade of green."