Nobody gets what they want at the Gratitude Festival. Mardah the Dabo Woman has left Jake for the Science Academy of Regulus III, 300 light years away. Miles has discovered that 35 racquetball games a month with Bashir is no substitute for a wife. And even when Keiko returns on the holiday flight she's brought a sick kid thanks to the exuberant Space Auntie Mame who gave her too much candy.
Yup, Ambassador Lwaxana Troi is here to hit on Odo, who is ever more obviously secretly interested in Kira.

And what's more passionate than a Betazoid telepathically spreading inappropriate love? Jake decides Mardah was too immature for him and asks out Kira! Saintly Bariel puts the make on Jadzia! Jadzia leaps aboard the USS Ben Sisko!
Keiko's plant survey is extending to seven more months, and Miles misses her so much he barks at her like an Andorian Jerk-Beetle.


"Fascination" proves that I can usually count on Ira Behr for amusement value. This is no exception. I read that the intention was 'A Midsummer Night's Dream', but as a nerd I noticed that it's 'Sarek' played for laughs and smooches. Deep Space Nine is, for the most part, rather dour and serious. Which is only going to get worse. So I'm glad of the break for a silly bedroom farce.
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