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There is a plotting Captain of Serenity in the bar.

Fun Lilly-type plotting? No. Illegal Captain-type plotting?

...

Maybe?

"That there are. There're even followers o' both. Those that think Jesus was the next reincarnation o' Buddha."

She shakes her head, and says a little ruefully,

"I'd never have known such, before coming here, I wot. I'd heard of the Man Jesus, oh aye, but never were a follower, do'ee ken? Nor 'Bert."

"Oh, I wa'n't plannin' on doin' anything direct, like Bible or such. Just...ritual."

"I'll figure out somethin'."

Mal might still be nervous about the wardrobe issue.

"We can, aye," she says gently, smiling. "And I can explain to ye the customs of-- the ones we've kept, do'ee ken? The arras, and the cord, and belike."

Mal considers the new events on the horizon for him, and mentions,

"I...well, for the weddings I've seen or been in, there was a tea ceremony beforehand. I'm not sayin' you'd want to sit through all of it in front o' the whole bar, but maybe-haps you'd be interested in havin' it before the wedding?" Mal shrugs. "Just an idea. But I'm still mullin' everythin' over."

Susan blinks at him.

"A what?"

"Y'never heard of a tea ceremony? It's just fancy sittin' down to tea, with flowers 'n incense 'n the like. Very calm. Think that's part o' the reason why folk like it in a wedding, cause they get so nervous."

"Not that you got a reason to be."

She shakes her head.

"Never in life-- we'd naught like that in Mejis, do'ee ken? But-- 'Bert said it were more complicated, with far more ritual, in Gilead-- mayhap he'd have heard of such."

"Per-maybe-haps."

"Well, I still got time to figure out things."

"A little while, at least," she agrees.

And oh, but her smile is bright. "But I'm glad ye're to do it, Mal, say true."

"I'm happy to 've been asked, Susan. An honor, really."

Mal forgets about the black notebook in his pocket for a spell.

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