[Mal picked a table off in a quiet corner for a reason.]

Well, well. What a chance meeting, ain't it?

[Actually, he doesn't seem that surprised by the meeting at all. And look at that. He has a drink sitting there already waiting for Wes.]

Now then. To business.

I'm Captain Malcolm Reynolds. Only been here a short while but do I ever love to chit-chat about local discontent. Fought in a little resistance back home my own self, as a matter of fact.