Yeah, I ever want a challenge in Time Crisis, I'll come to you. Wash is a crack shot with a real gun, but you hand him one made of plastic and it might as well be rocket science.

[ Okay, okay, so she's exaggerating a little. Wash isn't that bad, and last time they'd played he'd beaten her. Of course, as far as York's concerned, that was because of her bad eye. ]

I'll let you know if anything comes up. Stick with the pizza gig for now. Besides, the fringe benefits aren't too bad.

[ She puts away the dirty glass and picks up another slice of pizza, shooting a grin his way. ]