Malcolm Bright

"I believe that too," Raylan said with a deep breath and a lift of his eyebrows. "Considering what your bookshelf has in it." He jerked his head slightly towards Malcolm's living room wall before popping his collar and slipping his pre-tied tie over his head.

"Here's hoping your dad isn't following suit. And I'm basically ready, so when you're ready.." He'd busy himself with getting down what was left in his cup real quick.