Bashir: Garak, “creation limited only by imagination” doesn’t say that its Barbie’s imagination. What we’re dealing with here is a question of agency. She’s a slave to someone else’s imagination! Its diabolical!
Garak: Hmm, Are you sure? Who among us truly has agency? Look at me. I’m a simple tailor swept along on the currents of events far greater than myself. Do I have agency? Do you?
Bashir: Of course you do, and I do too! Would I be sitting here drinking a very fine Raktajino with you if I didn’t want to? What person or force put me here against my will?
Garak: Why, my dear doctor…I did.
Bashir: Your charming wit and presence aside, Garak, I assure you I’m here at my own volition.
Garak: Oh? How do you think that 20th Century Earth music track by Aqua came to you? Sheer accident? Agency? Please. Still, I’m very glad you came, I do so enjoy our little talks. Can I get you another Raktajino while you tell me all about your magnificent agency?
Characteristically and philosophically accurate.
Bashir: Aqua? I was distinctly referring to the Ome Henk classic.
She herself said it’s fantastic.
right it’s a play on words around fantasy and delusion and whatnot
I need more garashir in my life
