The Bent Nail Saloon.

Pinkerton? Nah, that wasn't it. Tracey? But that wasn't his name...he just looked like him.

A detective? What was he doing in the saloon?

I think he showed up for the duel.

Looks around before adjusting the single shot hidden in boot...

Synonym said:

I think he showed up for the duel.

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What duel?

*stomps around a bit*

I miss ever' damn thing...

Well it was a showdown at high noon, but they ended up taking Quickwit down a notch or two, having a drink and making up. It was that Haggis and old Cray. They get cantankerous every once in a while, call each other out and then nothing happens.

They had a nooner.

Dang the luck any-dang-way...

I have returned. Yellow hat and all.

Where's the grub? I'm a mite hungry.

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They had a nooner.

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LOL

BradyH1861 said:

I have returned. Yellow hat and all.

Where's the grub? I'm a mite hungry.

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*dips up a bowl of mex-buckshot-rat soup and hands it to yellow hat*

CDaniel said:

now-now...

Have a drink of tequila.

*covers contraband back up*

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*helps Dan adjust the covers*

I have some gator parts in my saddle bags. Brought all the way from Anahuac, Texas. I'll fry em up real quick.

I've still got some left. Hold on there Mr. Brady. Don't let Dan add anything to your soup. *whispers* He can't cook too well, his heart's in the right place but, ewwww, it's not good.

What's a gator Mr. Brady? Some kind of varmit like a raccoon?

Supper? But Dan, we have all you can eat here. Gator, rats... what more could you want?

A varmit that is eight feet long with scales, a tale, and sharp teeth.

Ewww. You mean this is some kind of overgrown horny toad? Mr. Brady, are you trying to poison us?

It tastes pretty good. Like chicken, some say.

Uh, well I'll cook it for ya, but I don't guarantee I'll taste it. How do you want it fried, fried or fried?