The sir was a good touch. Keep it up Quark. No one else treats him with any respect here. To that end, Dukat turned around and glared as his escorts--a security officer in gold watching him like he was going to run away with Federation secrets.

"If it couldn't get any worse, I'm being followed around like a criminal. " The Cardassian raised his voice to address his friend in gold. "Maybe you could get a friend for Quark here. I would hate to have him feel left out." And then caught the eye of a waiter and ordered a glass of kanar.

"We've been kidnapped by the Federation. Or rather, we've been kidnapped by Q, but the Federation has a much better ring to it don't you think?"