The salad and consomme had been excellent, serving to take away the slight "buzz" from the numerous toasts offerred. Mal and Leo had been talking quietly about the Leonardo's history, and his plans for the future. He had been delighted to hear the Captain's commitment to the Church.
During the conversation, Mal had glanced several times at the lovely Ms. Cole, wondering why she had chosen to sit alone at a table removed from the others. Being a "holy man" had in no way curtailed his interest in the "finer things in life".. "Ah well.. nothing ventured.."
He turned to his right, and quietly asked Gypsie if he would mind moving down a chair. Mal nodded in Sarah's direction, and soon there was a shuffle as Penelope and Gypsie made room. Mal rose, and approached Med Force 2's Chief of Medical Staff.. The striking young woman was still picking at her salad, apparently lost in thought.
"Good evening, Ms. Cole. I would be honored if you would join me at the Captain's table. It appears there seems to be a seat available.." he was able to get out before his tongue stopped working.
Sarah looked up, taking in his rather garish and outdated coat. Mal's heart sank. A pause..
"Why... yes, Episkopos. I would like that."
She rose, like the sun over a dew-laden meadow, and placed her delicate yet deft hand in the crook of Mal's extended arm. Ignoring the lull in conversation, and Skripto's annoying leer, they returned to the Captain's table.
![[Image: malsig_alt1.png]](http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o108/Shamus_FL/malsig_alt1.png)