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At the push, Raylan was already shaking his head but he let Malcolm finish as he slipped his hat on and ambled over to Malcolm's side of the island. When Malcolm went to get up, Raylan put a hand on his shoulder to stop him with a fond curl of his smile.

"This all implies I have anything more than a bathroom sink." He was basically living out a gym bag. "It's getting better use here, trust me," he continued with a pat on Malcolm's shoulder as he eyed his tux jacket from last night and went to fetch it. "I think I ought to leave the tux here. The garment bag doesn't fit in mine and Tim will have a hayday with it."

Raylan ambled back towards Malcolm's side. "If the tailor won't take it back, maybe you can mail it to me?"