So, this is the sequel to 'The Good Doctor and His Tailor.' Thanks to Georgie (GeorgieGinger) for the idea. I liked it a lot, and I hope the sequel does the idea justice. (It can be found in the comments of the original.) She got a character as well; try to find it. Hope everyone enjoys. Please review! Thank you. -Jules

Dr Julian Bashir was sitting at a back table at Quark's. He was reading from a PADD and waiting for Elim to close the shop and meet him for their holosuite reservation. Julian had promised him he'd visit "Cardassia Prime" with him. A few days ago, Elim had excitedly told Julian that he'd received a new program for the holosuite. The doctor had agreed to meet his tailor at Quark's at 2100 to try it out. It was unlike the Cardassian to ever be late, but Julian wasn't too concerned; Garak had told him it was a busy day. When he was 20 minutes late, Julian decided to go looking for him. As he was walking across the Promenade, he spotted Garak outside his shop, fiddling with the door's lock. He quickly crossed to where the other stood.

"Hey Elim, where have you been?" Julian asked. "We had a holosuite reservation for twenty minutes ago!"

"I do apologise, Doctor. I had a bit of trouble with a rather feisty customer," Garak said with a slight smile. "It appeared my race offended them."

"Oh God. Who was it this time?"

"A particularly inebriated Bajoran freighter captain by the name of Tora Jardon. I had him dealt with by this 'legal' way you officers are so fond of."

"I'm glad you didn't take matters into your own hands again," Julian smiled as the two made their way back to Quark's. He was referring to the time Julian had gotten into a spot of trouble with a group of Nausicaans and had almost been thrown from the second level at Quark's. Garak had been particularly offended that these foul creatures would have the audacity to attack his lover, so he decided to lace their ales with an incredibly potent laxative, which Julian discovered and removed from their systems quickly. The doctor had found Garak after he'd gotten out of his holding cell due to lack of concrete evidence against him and given him a very stern talking-to, through which they both kept cracking up.

They got the program from Quark and headed to the holosuites. Julian could practically feel how excited Garak was. He hadn't seen his home in a very long time, and he was obviously very eager to go back.

"Julian," Garak said, turning to him. "I would like to inform you that Cardassia Prime is quite a bit warmer than you may find comfortable, and this program is suppose to be very accurate in its portrayal."

"That's alright," Julian replied. "I brought a sack full of water packs, and I am not going to wear my uniform jacket. Plus, I was in Sudan quite a lot when I was growing up. I'm accustomed to a bit of heat."

"Excellent."

"I'm ready when you are, Elim," Julian said, placing his jacket in his sack and looking to his friend.

"Let's go," he replied, slipping his hand into Julian's and stepping forward to open the doors.