Jayne could hardly wait as the sky taxi arrived at Christy's. Not only would he have the chance to see his pals and sip tea for so long, he had also agreed to meet up with an trader lass he escorted all the way to Omega-3 a few weeks back. 'Ah, look who finally decided to come around.' Thomas said. Jayne hadn't seen Page before his break, but, after plenty of patrolling with him, he could tell he's a most fascinating fellow, and a joy to hang out with. And although the tea tasted better than ever before ,probably because it cost more than ever before (darn war, he thought), he was anxious to meet that redhead trader in person. Finally, she came around. "Jayne, is that you?" she said. "Yes, in flesh and bones", he replied. "Strange, I expected a woman with that name.", she remarked. That was the moment Jayne understood the only thing he would do with her that afternoon was drink tea. A few hours later, duty called, and he rushed out of Christy's to the launch pad. He made a mental note to pay the tab next time he was there.
