Wait, fuck, Ezri doesn’t show up until the END of this episode, does she.

Aaaargh Worf angst, Sisko angst, I cannot subsist on this diet!

all cadets? just… all cadets? promoting themselves?

who’s got the conch?

it’s so funny–i see nog all starfleet and jake all in his reporter vest and i just wanna go awwwww

wasn’t so long ago you two were accidentally deactivating life support in jake’s dad’s runabout and now you’re flying off on your own little adventure

awwwwwwwww

Aww. Okay, good job. I buy and enjoy Jadzia and Worf as a married couple. I am well pleased.

This is going to make the end of season six an even worse kick in the bajoogers, isn’t it.

Worf is argy-bargying on and on at Jadzia about how he should never have tried to be something he wasn’t, that if only he hadn’t made a joke she would be safe and it’s all his fault and all I can hear is “Worf worf worf worf WORF worf worf worf worf worrrrrf worf worf!”

/buries face in hands

make it stop

Uh bwuh wuh? Okay, twenty points to Quark for playing Julian like a wee fiddle, but yergh, dude, no, you did not let her slip away, she turned you down flat on several occasions and then married someone else. Get over it. Get over somebody else, that usually helps.

Someone else posted something to this effect a few weeks ago and now I get it. Yerk!

(Also, cracked the hell up at O'Brien brandishing the case, we came to play, and then opening it up and it’s got six very well packaged strips of latinum nestled into it. Six. Poor Feds… must feel like being a kid outside a candy shop window sometimes… nose pressed up against the glass, dreaming of sweeties, and can’t afford a single one!)

Miles: “Let’s play a hand.”

Julian: “I don’t even know the rules!”

Miles: “Well, here!”

/hands Julian a pad, which Julian looks at for approximately half a second, then tosses aside

Julian: “All right, let’s play.”

Very nice little nod to Julian’s gengineering, there. Good job, writers.

oh my god julian’s in a tux i was not informed

Okay, Worf and Jadzia being all married is p fucking adorbs, I must admit. And the little flirtations–I mean,

“Oh, well, that was easy!”

And Worf goes all chuuu~~ and goes “Did you want to fight about it…?”

and tinsnip goes eeeeeee~~!

Okay, wait, why are Worf and O'Brien even standing in Quark’s after it’s closed and everybody’s decided to play tongo instead? What the hell? Did they break in? Where’s Keiko? Uh???