That's a good start. And by good, he means terrible. Seriously? You think a guy would be able to get on with himself. Thought granted, if York met the him from Other Wash's world, he'd punch him for leaving that Wash. Hopefully after that, they'd be cool. Still.

'Nope.' He grabs Wash's wrist and drags him over to the bar next to Other Wash who he pushes back down with his free hand. 'Both of you, sit.'