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Saffron: "I didn't think to make enough for your friends." (to Zoe) "But
I've everything laid out if you'd like to cook for your husband..."
(Wash looks at Zoe for a microsecond of hope, before laughing
overcompensationally)
Wash: "Ta ha ha... Isn't she quaint? I'm just not hungry..."
Zoe: (to Mal) "So, are you enjoying your own nubile little slave girl?"
Mal: (mouth full) "I'm not... (chewing) nubile ... (swallows) Look, she
wanted to make me dinner. At least she's not crying..."
Wash: "I might. Did she really make fresh bao?" (notices Zoe's glare)
"Quaint!"
Zoe: "Remember that sex we were planning to have ever again?"
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