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Raylan gave him a passing smile of graciousness that played on his lips as he continued. "I'm good, but thanks. If I ever have a permanent place to stay again, I might have to get one." Standing, Raylan pulled out an over shirt and slung it on before buttoning it most of the way up and tucking it in before he was looking over at Malcolm again with the last adjustments.

"Might have to talk you into delivering your favorite kind." His smile threatened to broaden a little as he came to collect his holstered gun off the counter-top. "What do you do here alone, when you're not working?"

He wasn't leaving immediately, and he still had to collect the tux that they'd stripped off last night, and decide if he was taking it with him or not.