"Honey, do you think you could take your hands off your eyes?"
"No."
"It's a little unsettling you know."
"I don't care. I'm not opening my eyes until Jayne gets over here with that blowtorch."
"Which blowtorch is that, Lambietoes?"
"Oh LORD, Husband!"
"I'm sorry! But you just sort of walked into that one!"
"Gorramit Wash, stop laughing! You weren't there! You don't know how traumatizin' a thing like that can be!"
"If it was so traumatizing, why are you laughing?"
"Lord, Husband, seeing Jayne Cobb like that, doing those things to supposedly innocent little Kaylee…! Things that we, a married couple, have yet to try!"
"What?! What things?! And why haven't we tried them?!"
"Because Wash, we don't have the time or the ingenuity to be caught in a public place on the ship!"
"Well that one time-"
"I don't recall you licking my nethers on the i kitchen table /i ."
"On the i table /i ? Really?"
"Good God, Husband that wasn't even the half of it. I had no idea that Jayne was so flexible. Makes a woman wonder…"
"Wonder what?"
"Well, what it would be like it i you /i could bend that way."
"If I coul- sweetie, did you just compare me with Jayne?"
"Well what with Kaylee gettin all that fresh action…just makes me kinda…I dunno…curious."
"Okay. Just stop."
"I mean you should have seen what he was doing with his-"
"Really. Stop."
