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[icanhashat]

It didn't take long for Jayne to acquaint himself with the Drunken Dragon. No in fact from the moment Kaylee told him about it, fate conspired to move him there as swiftly as possible.

Because a drunk Jayne, was a tolerable Jayne...usually.

Drinking deep from his beer he hummed a little song under his breath that would be familiar to the crew of

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[bonnypiperlad]

Jamie had come in mostly to see if Kaylee was about, but it didn't appear she was around right at the moment. So he wandered over, taking a seat next to someone who was singing. At least, he thought the man was singing, although the lyrics were a wee bit...odd.

"Don't ye usually put the hero's name in there somewhere?"

[icanhashat]

"I am the hero." Grunted Jayne emptying his glass, "The big damn hero of a mudball of a planet for all the good it did em." His voice was tinted with danger, the kind of danger that the drunk and violence prone usually hoped for in a bar.

[bonnypiperlad]

The note in Jayne's voice isn't hard to hear, but Jamie's not looking for a fight - at least, not yet. In this case, it was simply an innocent question. "Oh! I must have misunderstood ye," Jamie says, amicably enough.

He looks over the other man thoughtfully for a moment. That accent sounds somewhat familiar, but he can't quite place it yet. "Canton, ye said? I've not heard of that place before. Ye must have done something good if ye got a song out of it, though."

And a beer, as Jamie casually slides his untouched ale over towards Jayne. He's thinking that maybe drinking it himself might not be a good idea right about now, just in case things degenerate.

[icanhashat]

Jayne looked at the ale questioningly before accepting it and drinking deeply, "Sure if you call dropping some loot on a bunch of mudfarmers good." He muttered bitterly remembering how that particular adventure had turned out. "Buncha idiots."

[bonnypiperlad]

Jamie's eyebrows disappear into his bangs for a moment, but his tone is rather dry as he says, "Oh, aye. I could see where some might be a wee bit upset over something like that. So are ye an adventurer or a mercenary, then?"

He's rather tempted to throw 'pirate' into the mix, but he's not sure that might not be taken the wrong way. Best to leave the question as it is.

[icanhashat]

Jayne's tone was getting more and more icy with each question, "Public relations." using the old joke Mal had coined for him over a year ago.

[bonnypiperlad]

Public relations? Jamie's mouth pulls off to the side in such a way to suggest he doesn't believe that for one moment, but all he says is "Ah. Well, enjoy your ale."

He turns away, leaving Jayne to his own devices. Without his own ale to occupy him, however, there's not too much to do, and he keeps glancing over towards the entrance to the tavern. "Och," he mutters to himself after a few minutes. "Kaylee, where are ye?"

It doesn't appear that he's realized that he's said it loudly enough that Jayne could pick up on the words - especially since he hasn't bothered to move from his seat next to the man.