THE TWO COMPANIONS PART IV

(In which Jorge makes dinner, Simon makes new friends and Kaylee makes a sandwich)

We don't make any money in Joss's verse, we just play here

After Jorge contacted his cousin Armando and arraigned for dinner he found that they would arrive in the middle of Carnival. "Great, what better place to hide ourselves than in a crowd?"

When they had landed on New Kashmir, Jorge was talking to Mal at the top of the loading ramp in the pleasant early morning air "I guess this was a pretty hard fight during the war."

"Yea, Intel screwed up and we got dropped right on top of a heavy roller Division. It was practically a reenactment of the battle of Arnheim from Earth-That-Was. Zoë and I were part of the rear guard in the operation that got us out of the city for extraction. When the rollers came out onto that plain after us, our bombers suddenly showed up and pounded them into the landscape. That's when we started calling them our angels." Mal paused and looked around. "I'm glad to see the city rebuilt after what those hun-dans did to it."

Just then Jane walked up the loading ramp. "Mal, what in Emma's hell are you thinking? You're taking on more cargo? We're practically full now! Where we gonna put it all?"

"Well Jane, I generally as a rule don't turn down cargo. And I recon Mr. Mayweather here can give us some of his space savvy and help us out." Mal joked, challenging Jorge's background.

Jorge cast a practiced eye on the hold and then turned to Mal. "Give me a copy of your manifest and I'll organize your cargo boomer style by port of call and date of shipment."

"Right," the big man fumed. "And guess who's gonna be doin' all the work!"

Jorge just cocked his head at Jane. "We both can do this, I'll pitch and you catch."

Jane quickly backed up "I told you I don't do that anymore."

Jorge laughed and called to Kaylee over intra-ship. "How much gravity can you kill in the hold?"

"In the bottom of a gravity well? It'll be tricky but I recon about point nine."

"Gre