(Garak is sitting on a biobed in the Infirmary. Sisko and Odo are questioning him about the explosion at his shop)
Garak: Who would want to kill me? A simple tailor?
Odo: Simple tailor! A simple tailor who used to be an agent of the Obsidian Order.
Garak: The Obsidian Order! Constable, you shouldn't put too much
stock in the good doctor's flights of fancy. Now, are you sure this explosion wasn't an accident because I can't think of anyone who would wish me harm?
Sisko: Someone tried to kill you, Garak. Whoever it was may want to try again so if I were you, I'd give this matter some serious thought.
Garak: Well, let me see. There's the Nausicaan whose wedding suit I misplaced, and the Yridian I owe money to, and of course there's always Major Kira.
Bashir: This is serious, Garak.
Garak: I'm being serious! I don't think she likes me.
Odo: She doesn't, but if she wanted you dead, you would be.
Garak: You do have a point.
Sisko: Could this attempt on your life have anything to do with the reason you were exiled from Cardassia?
Garak: I seriously doubt the Finance Ministry would try to have me killed for failure to pay my taxes!
Odo: You expect use to believe that's the reason you were exiled?
Garak: You think I would lie about a thing like that? It's not something I'm proud of.
Sisko: I don't like explosions going off on my station, Garak. Innocent people could have been hurt - you could have been killed. Now if there's anything you know that you're not telling us, I suggest you start talking!
Garak: I've told you everything I can think of.
Odo: (sighs) Alright, then, I'll investigate the 'leads' you've given us.