"It's about immersion."
Quark hunched down and looked at the bottle Julian handed him. "Are you sure that's not Odo? I'm not sure I want to shake that thing."
"What?"
"Wouldn't be the first time. But sure, I'll give it a go." He glanced at the recipe on the padd. "Three measures of gin..."
"Gordon's gin. Specifically."
"Whatever. This one, right?" He shook the bottle.
"Careful!" Julian reached to steady it.
"You wanted it shaken!" When Julian glared, he grinned. "Just kidding. I still don't get it though."
"Immersion." Garak smirked, winding an arm around Julian. Quark rolled his eyes.
I can hear them! Immersion!
Smrtijedka
I can hear them! Immersion!
Silly boys. One and all. :)
Kahvi
Silly boys. One and all. :)