Julian Bashir: So I guess it’s your game again.

Miles O’Brien: What’s that, five in a row?

Julian Bashir: At least.

Miles O’Brien: Wait a minute. You haven’t been letting me win, have you?

Julian Bashir: What makes you think that?

Miles O’Brien: You said your hand-eye coordination had been genetically enhanced.

Julian Bashir: Well, maybe I have been letting you win, a little bit.

Miles O’Brien: I don’t believe it. I don’t need you to patronize me. I can play at your level.

Julian Bashir: I never said you couldn’t.

Miles O’Brien: Well, play then. Really play!

[Bashir quickly throws his darts. O’Brien sees Bashir has thrown three straight bulls-eyes]

Miles O’Brien: Alright, from now on, you play from over here,

[moves Bashir behind a pole]

Miles O’Brien: I play from up here.

[stands in his usual spot]

Miles O’Brien: If that doesn’t work, we’ll try a blindfold.

Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, Season 5: Episode 16 – “Dr. Bashir, I Presume?”