Pardonez-moi, si vous plait! Garcon, have you any eggs, perchance?
Nah, head down on the bar like that, looks more like Prophet 
“I know your name, jackass!”
I would.
Baltar
Or he’s not drunk anymore. :rolleyes:
Hey, I’m owning my class identity. Though breakfast would be a bit early for a Chardonnay 
Says you. 
Oh no! Not in his pretty face! :eek:
Yeah, that’s definitely Prophet face down on the bar
I was actually more horrified by the forearm swipe, what with his being a surgeon and all
Flying a ship to the Mudder’s Planet: $300K credits
Buying a round at the shitty bar: $15 credits
Watching Inara lose her cool…Priceless.
don’t use them much, myself.
words. WORDS, Jayne.
Inspired words. Kind of…
turned me out before I could scream!
/ foreshadowing
Aw, poor miscellaneous redshirt. 
he was kinda cute too
some strong mud went into that statue
Somebody worked really hard on that statue, Jayne, ya ingrate.
'We were stationed on Firefly…Jayne would drink milk against Mal’s advice…"