"Engine grease is the security blanket, that's why. I'd offer to roll ya in some, but I wouldn't want to ruin that suit, sorry to say." Or not sorry at all, really. She could stand to see him all snazzed up like this on occasion.

And that was a reaction Kaylee could definitely live with. There was something satisfactory about rendering a man speechless...

"A sheep walkin' on his hind legs is somethin' Mal would use to describe it. Like to think I'm a bit more graceful'n that, though."