When he realizes just who's walked into the room, Mal's reaction is almost instant. He puts down the gun in his hand, and an almost-smile comes to his face. But just as quickly as it appeared, it disappears as he turns to look at his mechanic.

"Wishin' there was more of 'em, Kaylee. Never know when you're gonna need more than one."

Knowing her stance on guns, Mal attempts to change the subject. "Had much chance to go wearin' frilly dresses lately?" Along with ships and mechanics, Mal knows dresses and looking pretty are up there on Kaylee's list.