"Ah, Hawaiian shirt'd be button-down things with short sleeves," Mal explains. "Usually colors so bright that ya wanna throw 'em in a hold just so's its not hurtin' your eyes no more, and more often 'n not they have flowers on 'em in white or some such."

It takes Mal a minute to realize the significance of Barty's second question, and suddenly has a very serious look on his face. "No ruttin' way you're puttin' me in one o' those things; I'd look like a fèifèi de pìyăn!

"Well...'s long as I'd be gettin' a pair o' shorts under 'em, I s'pose it'd be fine for now. But we gotta stay...outta the bar. Agreed?"