Gorram rain. Hate gettin' wet.
Well, public relations should be a-okay again.
I'll be down gettin' some rest. Unless somethin' comes up that's a matter of life an' most impending death, please don't wake me. Play nicely, kids.
[OOC: Mal went and talked to Jayne, and you could say they reached an
understanding. And now he's off to sleep the lingering effects of the dope away since he didn't get much rest before.]