There's the sound of boots on wood as Jack saunters in -- slowly. He's carrying a bundle of oiled cloth, piled high enough that it's not especially easy for him to see over it.

This shouldn't matter, given how well he knows the ship-- but somehow Jack manages to bark his shin into a chair that's been moved somewhere along the line, and drops everything on the floor.

"Bugger."

It's about at this point that he notices Kaylee's presence. With a shrug, he grins at her.

"Hello, lass."