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[bad_in_latin]

They're floating somewhere near Santo at the moment, and Mal's high on the horse after a job that actually didn't have too many complications to it.

So he's in the bar like he totally has been forever and ever clearly and finding an honest-to-God ale at not quite 10 am.

What? It's fiber.

[ooc: Slowness re: work, etc.]