"I had no idea I was younger 'n you. Explains my charming demeanor with the womenfolk I suppose." Mal gives up on not being amused for the moment. As long as his ribs don't hurt him too bad.

"Presents? Ah, damn, I don't know. Don't tell me you can't figure out somethin'? Just...don't get me drunk 'n take pictures o' me no more."