“So Manny, I ain’t sly, but you’re so damn pretty. I thought the doc was the prettiest man I ever met, but you got him beat.” His head was hanging down, so he couldn’t see the look on Book’s face. “So, I was hoping you…”
“Ah, Jayne, if I could talk…”
“Not now Book. So Manny, you got any interest…..”
“Jayne! Now, please.”
“Later, Shepard.” He turned so he could look Manny in the face. “Like I said, I ain’t sly, but I can’t get you outta my head.”
“Sly?”
“You know, I don’t usually have sex with…. boys.”
“Boys? I ain't a boy.”
“Well, I’d be hard pressed to call you a man.” He ran his hand over Manny’s face. “You ain’t even started shaving yet.”
Manny stood up and with all the muscles she had earned in the mine, gave Jayne a push off the bench onto the ground. “I ain’t a boy, I’m a girl.” Manny gave him one last kick and stormed off.
-- The Mercenary takes a wife: Manny by Beckett