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Jesse: "I stop by from time to time."

Shawn
"Hm... would you mind taking your hat off?" I asked suddenly

Melly: "Oh," I said. "This is my first time here."

Amelia: "Why of course Sherriff." I smiled, breaking character and taking off my hat, letting my hair fall, then slapped it back on. "You caught me." I smirked.

Jesse: "Have you been to a saloon before?"

Shawn
My eyes narrowed "Amelia, I told you last time that you would be wise never to show yourself in this town again"

Amelia: "And I came anyway." I smirked, and pulled my gun from my hip. "Now, you wanna try and arrest me?"

Shawn
I drew my gun and cocked it, holding it levelly "I recen' I do"

Amelia: "Oh, come now, darlin'. You wouldn't want to shoot such a pretty woman like me." I smiled.

Shawn
"If the pretty woman tried to shoot me first, I just might"

Amelia: "Ah, I haven't pulled the trigger yet, now have I?"

Shawn
"I think it'd be a little late for me to do anything then, huh?"

Amelia: "It might benefit me though. I could ride off into the sunset while you lay here and bleed to death."

Melly: I shook my head. "Haven't found the need to go to one."

Shawn
"Or I could just shoot you, and everybody would be happy"

Amelia: "But think about it, how would society feel about you shooting a lady?"

Jesse: "Ah. Well, this is stereotype saloon."

Melly: I nodded, looking around, hoping I didn't get into any messes here.

Jesse: "Watch out for anyone who has more than two bottles on the table in front of them." I advised her.

Melly: I nodded. "Okay," I said, hoping I wouldn't have to.

Jesse: "And don't let any man you don't know lay a finger on you. Shoot em if they do. Or smash them in the head with one of their bottles."

Melly: "I don't have a gun," I said lamely.

Jesse: I looked at her. "What do you mean you don't have a gun?"

Melly: "I don't..."

Jesse: I pulled my gun from the holster. "I need a new one anyway. Keep it." I said, handing it to her.