Firefly

Mal:
Okay, help me find our man. He's supposed to be older, kind of stocky, wears a red sash crossways.

Kaylee:
[seeing a large bowl of strawberries being carried past her] [absently] Why does he do that?

Mal:
Maybe he won first place in the Miss Persephone pageant; just help me look.

Kaylee:
[entirely focused on the bowl] Is that him?

Mal:
That's the buffet table.

Kaylee:
Well, how can we be sure, u-unless we question it? [grins]

Mal:
Fine. Don't make yourself sick.