Jane: Hello, Lisbon. What a great day to not be blown up.
Lisbon: Give it up.
Jane: Give what up?
Lisbon: What you took from Bajoran's house. (Jane just stares.) The toupee, Jane. The housekeeper called.
Jane: Oh. (Gives her the toupee)
Lisbon: That's just gross. Why would you take it?
Lisbon: Of what?
Jane: Bad taste.