"Thanks." Amy said, sitting down in the chair, looking very flushed, but unable to wipe a smile off of her face. The feel of Mal's hands against her skin had gotten her kind of hot. She wasn't used to much physical contact with boys, so even a little felt like a lot.

"So..." she said, not knowing really what to say, but wanting to avoid awkward silences. She tried to remember some article she'd once read about questions to ask when getting to know someone, but most of them were dumb...

"Pirates or ninjas, and why?"