Raylan cocked a grin. "My walk? I walk like a man who wears a cowboy hat?" It was on the left of ridiculous and a little charming, if he was honest. "What I wouldn't give to see you in denim and a tee-shirt." Which was as far out of Malcolm's element as Raylan could imagine.

"You saying the baseball cap doesn't fit my walk?" Oh, he was going to have fun with this one.