“Well,” Wash said, slowly, “What does that mean?” “What does it mean?” asked Kaylee, exasperated? “What d’you mean, what does it mean?” “I mean that I’m in charge of the front end of the ship, you’re in charge of the back end. That’s the deal. I tell you what I mean when I need to, and you tell me what you mean when I need to. Dong ma?” “It means that we got about a fifty-fifty shot at blowin’ a cap and losin’ power in a crunch. I got one spare cap – just one – and both o’ these tootsies are hot enough to fry an egg on.”

-- The Treasure of Lei Fong Wu -- Chapter Nineteen by ScrewtheAlliance