Firefly - Mal & Crew
At first they don’t know where it comes from. They take the loot straight to the drop point on New Eritrea – smack in the harbour market, during a festival. Good local brew, good local folks. Saffron won’t stop teasing Mal about being careful what he drinks and what rituals he stumbles into.
A riot, is Saffron. Mal spins her onto the dancefloor, kissing her right on her laughing mouth.
Good times. They spend a week there, while the cargo they brought is divvied up among the locals. A week of cheer, community, safety. A week before folks start getting sick.