Jayne reached out and grabbed Wash from Kane. "Now, you can't be takin' my drinkin' buddy..." He said, stumbling a bit. "I'll tell ya what...how'bout I comes with ya and stuff, since I got'm into this drink'n stupor..." He looked pointedly at Kane.

He was a man of honor (slightly so anyway) and didn't usually take no for an answer, shown by his rifle. He was a bit wavy, but was able to get Wash from Kane.

"I'll help...I'm 'ero of Canton...." he chuckled, starting to sing. "...the man they call me."

Wash was confused. "'M'okay." he mumbled.

Kane, taking a deep breath (knowing things were about to escalate), stepped forward and looked into the hulking, self-absorbed "heroe's" eyes,"I have a counter offer...one, which, by the way, I would recommend you accept. I suggest you let go of my pilot, take a step away and consider how wonderful your life has been to this point. Then, consider how dreadfully bad it could become in a matter of seconds."

Jayne blinked, obviously still under the effects of the drink. One of the men around him stood up slowly and looked at Kane.

"I wouldn't be talkin' to the Hero of Canton like that."

Jayne waved the man off. "Aw...shut it, Joe, he ain't doin' no harm. He's just all worried 'bout his little pilot 'ere." He motioned to Wash. "I'll give an' exeption to his words, and my offer still stands. I'll help you get back to yer ship. I'm strong 'n stuff an' can help." The drink was starting to wear off in the man's eyes.

Kane leaned forward, sniffing Wash's breath. "Stay here and do your...male, bonding thing. In the morning, come back to the ship and get ready. I'm going to go back to the ship and eat." He turned to Jade and looked deep into her eyes.

"Honey...do you want blue or red protein tonight?"

Wash looked at Kane and grinned while Jayne smiles. "That's the spirit, Cap'n" Jayne says, clapping Kane on the shoulder. "Me an' little man here will have fun drinkin' and stuff." He pulled Wash back into the throng of bodies around the drinking table.