Mal: Hey! You’re, uh… uh… well, there you are.
Saffron: I’ve made the bed warm for you.
Mal: It looks, uh, warm.
Saffron: And I’ve made myself ready for you.
Mal: Let’s ride right past the part where you explain exactly what that means. Didn’t you see you got a room of your own?
Saffron: And I’m to sleep there?
Mal: That’s the notion. Assuming you’re… yeah… sleepy.
Saffron: But we’ve been wed. Aren’t we to become one flesh?
Mal: Well, no, uh… We’re still two fleshes here, and I think that your flesh ought to sleep somewhere else.
Saffron: I’m sorry. When we talked I’d hoped, but I don’t —
(she lets the sheet that’s covering her fall)
Mal: (looking away) Whoa, hey! Flesh…
Firefly — Episode 6 — “Our Mrs. Reynolds”