DEEP SPACE: "Improbable... " - REV. 01/26/95 - ACT THREE      35.

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					ODO (Cont'd)
			I'm not Doctor Bashir and we're not 
			sparring amiably over lunch.  You 
			pulled me into this investigation 
			and now you're going to cooperate.

					GARAK
			Pulled you in, I don't know what 
			you're --

					ODO
				(interrupting)
			You blew up your own shop, Garak.

	This catches Garak genuinely off stride for a moment.  Odo 
	pushes the point.

					ODO (Cont'd)
				(pleased)
			Well... I don't think I've ever seen 
			that particular expression on your 
			face before.  Is it... surprise?

					GARAK
			As a matter of fact, Constable, it 
			is.  I'm surprised that you would 
			come to such an unlikely conclusion.

					ODO
			Drop the pretense, I've known ever 
			since I spoke with the Flaxian.  
			Assassins don't like to vary their 
			methods and he was planning to poison 
			you... I think you spotted him aboard 
			the station, and blew up your shop 
			so that I'd begin an investigation.

					GARAK
			That seems like a very elaborate way 
			of getting you involved.  If I needed 
			your help I could've asked for it.

					ODO
			But you couldn't be sure I'd take 
			you seriously.  Or that I'd help 
			you.  Besides, I think you secretly 
			enjoyed destroying your shop.

	Garak looks at him for a moment, smiles a little.