Kas: *Skips about, leaping on his cane and twriling it about his head, accidentaly whacking Jayne with it*
Jayne: Oi, stop spinn' th' thin' aroun, Kas.
Kas: Ahh, isnt it nice to be just-about?
Jayne: Huh?
Kas: Well many oddworlders can just mop about when ever they feel like it? Not many, and some arnt as pretty as that Glukkon and Steef-
Jayne: Hold on loverboy, I though tha' steef was gonna clock ye one.
Kas: Really? Where is that jem anyway?
Jayne: Oh stop i' Kas, 'fore ye get punched ou'.
Kas: *Hears Lulu cry* Fleeches?! Where?!
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As God is my rabbit, I'll never be hungry again.
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