Jayne opened the cabinet and stared inside like somethin’ good would pop out. There were a couple of cans of somethin’ called “Meat Product” that had a picture of a real happy lookin’ kid on it. Kinda unsettlin’ ta have non-specific “Meat Product” with a kid on it. Made a body wonder what kind of meat the product was.

Jayne pushed the cans aside. Olives. Dehydrated tofu. Soup paste. Some of those funny lookin’ purple things the doc liked. There was a can in the back with no label. Jayne took it out an’ shook it.

“I thought we’d used all these up.”

“That one was hiding.”

Jayne whipped around, nearly jumpin’ clean out of his skin. “Tai-kong suo-yo duh shing-chiouh doh sai-jin wuh duh pee-goo what the gorram hell are you doin’ sneakin’ up on a body like that?!” River was sitting at the table, looking at him like nothin’ had happened. “I coulda’ shot you! ‘Er somethin’!”

He realized that he was holdin’ the can up like it was gonna protect him an’ let his hand drop. River just looked back at ‘im for a bit, then turned back ta look at the table. She was drawin’ somethin’ on a scrap of paper, like she’d been there all along.

Jayne’s heart started slowin’ back down. He looked down at the can in his hand an shook it again. “You know what’s in here?”

“That’s the fun of it.” River didn’t bother to look up.

Jayne waited fer her ta say somethin’ more. She didn’t. “Does that mean you do or you don’t?”

She drew a long, sweeping line and tipped her head to the side.

He waved the can. “Ain’cha supposed ta be able to read minds er somethin’?”

She turned to look at him real slow an’ gave him the kinda look she usually reserved for the doc’s stupid questions. “That’s a can.”

Jayne looked at the can again.

River sighed an’ stood up, lettin’ the legs of her chair scrape against the floor. She walked over to Jayne an’ took the can out of his hand an’ shook it, then put it back in his hand. “Peaches.” She turned around and sat back down, pullin’ her chair up to the table.