Oh he was the charming one wasn't he? All laid back, little boy's smile. Brushing off anything that might be at all serious. No serious discussions for him, not tonight, not here. No, here was just drinking and thinking. Brooding over things, which was fine of course. Not like she was looking for some deep philosophical discussions herself.
Mal somehow suited him better than Malcolm. Less formal. considering how at ease he was even if he did seem slightly out of place, she decided she'd stick with Mal. She glanced over her shoulder to the bartender and gave a nod. "Beer is fine." Then her attention was right back on the amiable man in front of her. "Well Mal, I'm Bo. And I wouldn't say optimistic so much as, stubborn. Though I've been called difficult too."
Once the beer arrived she smiled and took a long swig. A glance around said she was a bit out of place as well, but she always felt a bit out of place so she wasn't as worried about it. "There's a normal type of riff raff? Ah well, doubt I'd fit in with them much anyway. I'm just out here hiding I guess. Same as you."