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[swinging_cod]

So.

Jayne's got himself an actual date to a wedding.

It's safe to say that this is a new and unprecedented thing, and Jayne is pondering it, brow furrowed, over a glass of tequila.  Which does help with the pondering, somewhat.

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Mary Anne puts frowning and booze together and gets:

"There's not something wrong with the tequila, is there?"

Never hurts to ask around here.

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Jayne gives his tequila an immediately suspicious look.

"What, you hear there was?"

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"No, but you had the whole...frowning and not drinking thing going on, so I figured I'd check."

Beat.

"I'll test it, if you want."

Not like it can kill her.

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. . . so that's what she's doing.

"Ain't killed me so far," Jayne says, and pulls his tequila glass closer. He's not getting talked out of his liquor that easy!

"I been drinkin'. Man's got a right to savor his drink, don't he?"

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"Of course he does. Must have misunderstood."

Damn. He's seen through her clever booze-snatching scheme.

To tide her over until the next unsuspecting patron comes along, she orders her own. Which arrives with a wedding invitation.

"Huh," she says, after she's had a chance to drink and open the envelope. "Well, it's better than Vegas."

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Jayne glances over at the invitation, and snorts.

"You too, huh?"

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"Yup."

She takes another sip of tequila. "How do you know the happy couple?"

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"Don't."

A beat, before he elaborates, "I'm escortin' a lady what does."

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"Gotcha," she says, smiling.

"Very gentlemanly of you."

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"Ain't no such thing," Jayne says, a little injured - last place you want to be a gentleman is at someone else's wedding, to his mind - and pulls out a smirk. "She's a married lady."

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She smirks a little back.

"So am I. Married, at least. Doesn't make me a lady."

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Jayne raises his eyebrows.

Lilly's got a point. It does seem like everyone around the bar's hitched, these days - not that that necessarily means anything. Saffron, after all, is maybe the most married person in the 'verse.

With a leer: "Now, you takin' your better half to the wedding, or are you hopin' t'leave him far behind?"

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She laughs.

"Given that he's away on business last I checked? Afraid I may have to go this one alone."

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"Ain't a smart man leaves his piào liàng de qī zi for business when there's weddings on the horizon," Jayne comments, eyebrow cocked.

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She might just be blushing a little. Or that could be the tequila.

"Can't say he's always a smart man."

[swinging_cod]

"Hope he's got some real redeemin' qualities, then."

. . . look, Jayne told Lilly that if she hit on any groomsmen he'd be looking out for his own prospects. He's just scouting out in case, is all.