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[bad_in_latin]

Sometime after the Delicate Flowers party (which could and probably will go on all night, for all Mal knows), Mal is descending the staircase to the main bar, pulling off a Santa hat and dusting off as much glitter as possible

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[gonna_live]

When the chance came to tell the story, Kaylee thought it would be a good idea to take it.

So now when she sees Mal poke his head through, she stands up from the table where she's waiting for him. "We good?"

[bad_in_latin]

"That we are." The door closes behind Mal, before he can spin on his heel and keep it propped open.

"Gorramit. Where's that...bespectacled one?"

[v_knidh8er]

If only Mal were to look to the right of the Front Door he would see the Loompa in question backing out of a doorway that appears to have been cut out of the wall itself.

Glasses looks as if he's trying to drag a bag much larger than the three foot square doorway will allow.

"aaaaAHHHHHHaahhhh!"

Frustration, thy name is Led Zepplin.

[gonna_live]

Kaylee looks at Mal.