Caro's brain short circuits a little. A little? Ha ha. Did he really just...? She stands there wide eyed and blinking stupidly until Garak takes pity on her and comes bustling up. He pulls her along, chatting amiably about her dress for the interview, which oh yeah, is happening very shortly.

Once Caro can actually brain again, she shoots Garak a grateful look. "This dress isn't as short as the last one, is it?"

Garak just chuckles, which doesn't ease her mind much.