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*Date would suddenly walk up to Inara's table, carrying green tea and would set it down in front of her himself, as he smiled at her, his eyepatch going across his eye and his helmet under his arm*
"Mind if I sit with you?"
Inara looks up at him and returns the smile. "I don't mind at all."