Re: after sixty years
Mal startled when she spoke; his hand knocked the capture off the table, and he dove for it before it smashed to the ground. Luck was on his side today, and he did manage to catch the screen. He slipped the item into his pocket as he looked up at her. "Sure.. Coffee's fine. Wait! Huh?" He forced his focus to the here and now. "No. Something stronger. Don't care much what it is."