Mal-Simon, Present Exchange at Crowley's.

[badinlatin]

Mal still has a present to give out.

"Doc? You 'round, anyplace?" Mal calls out into the main rooms of the spacious flat.

Do you blame him? It's not like he's going to go knocking on Kaylee's and Simon's door.

Comments

[simon_doctor]

Simon grins. "I thought you might approve."

[badinlatin]

"Xiexie."

Mal grins again, still flipping through the book, when he looks up, somewhat sterner in the face but still with an amicable tone.

"You couldn't stop 'er from gettin' me these things?"

A glance to the suspenders.

[simon_doctor]

Simon spreads his hands helplessly. "I wasn't there when she bought them."

[badinlatin]

"Don't matter none - why do you think I'm so amenable to you two gettin' hitched? You're supposed to keep her in line, dong ma?"

A grin bordering on the ridiculous sits on Mal's face. He does realize how impossible his order is.

[simon_doctor]

"..."

Simon's trying to keep a straight face.

"I see. Very well, sir. I'll get right on that."

[badinlatin]

Mal rolls his eyes.

"If you figure it out, maybe you'll teach me, alright? Gotta figure out a way to get 'Nara convinced she ain't the captain 'round here.

"...though she is more entertaining sometimes when she acts that way."

[simon_doctor]

"If I figure it out," Simon promises solemnly, "you'll be the first to know."