Vanity

Title: Vanity.

Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine

Pairings: Garak/Bashir.

Rating: PG

Warnings: None.

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Summary: Drabble (100 words) A little exchange about vanity.

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“Are all humans this vain?”

Julian huffed and continued combing his unruly hair.

“Says the man who spends two hours every morning getting dressed...”

Flicking some non-existent fluff off his sleeve, Garak replied unfazed:

“As a tailor, there's good reason to show off my goods, so to speak. I fail to see the point of such attention to appearance for a doctor.”

Satisfied with his hair, Julian grinned.

“I'm sorry, but my shift just started, so if you're going to insult me, you'll have to wait until tonight. No flirting while I'm on duty.”

“Oh, damn.”