The song ended and Maggie went to search for Stacy. She found her hanging up costumes. "May I have a word?" Maggie asked nervously.

"Sure hun." Stacy smiled while putting a blue corset on a hanger.

"I may have a new job as a hotel maid and I wanted to tell you thank you for everything." Maggie smiled, tears stung her eyes.

Stacy sat there in silence.

Maggie stood up to help her with the costumes.

"I'll miss you," Stacy whispered, tears glistening in her eyes.

"I'll visit," Maggie replied and gave Stacy a hug before leaving to meet her husband and friend.

(Wow can you smell over the ne now? Cuz everyone abandoned me everywhere..)

Pat ran to hug her.

Maggie hugged him back then sat down with Jonathan.

He laughed.

"Hello Jonathan," Maggie smiled at the tall indian man in front of her.

Jonathan smiled as Maggie and Patrick sat down with him. " Would you two like something to drink ?"

"Sure, um I guess a whiskey." Maggie smiled

(Britt, you can't control other characters

Pat leaned on her shoulder.

Jonathan smiled.

(Shush. im not the one who wrote that. there is a small child here that likes to type.

Maggie kissed him and wrapped her arm around him.

He sighed.

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Lovebirds. Did ya'll have a nice night?" Jonathan smilled and wiggled his eyebrows.

Pat just laughed.

Maggie smacked Johnny's shoulder hard and then drew her hand to her chest, she could feel it tingling with numness. "That is none of your concern, she muttered. Her face just turning as red as her hand.

Jonathan chuckled. "Maggs, when will you realize that you dont smack the indian?"

Maggie grunted and glared.

PAt just sqeezed her.

Maggie stopped glaring and took a drink of her whiskey. "How was your night?" Maggie asked Jonathan tonelessly.

Jonathan smiled. "It was good. And by the way, you had a very comfortable bed, Maggs. Dont know hoy you could have given it up."

" Oh you know been hearin' some rumors 'bout some bandits comin' into your little town here. Yoo know 'em there from the desperado gang, well whats left of the gang, they robbed a bank few years back. I'm not a bounty hunter or nothin' just need to talk to 'em that s'all"

He said looking into his glass.

Monica gave a coy smile and shook her head,

"Ain't none of 'em been in here so far." she admitted, "You'd be a braver man than most just fer talkin to 'em though. I seen some movement outside, round towards the back of the town. Nobody sayin too much right now but I did see a bunch of men ride in the other day- ain't never seen them before and they didn't look clean 'nuff to look like new towns folk."

LeeAnn Conner busted into the saloon, sweaty and angry. She had been to the Sheriff's office but he hadn't been there and that had just about spoiled her day. After a long morning of chasin' around her horse, Russ, she was about worn to her corset. She needed a nice cold drink and the Sheriff.

Adjusting her vest she called out angrily to the room, "Anybody seen the Sheriff 'round here? I need to have a word with him!"

Jonathan was nursing his wiskesy when a young boy walked in. when he yelled about the sherrif he sounded a little funny but he didnt want to start anything.

" the sherrif should be here any moment boy."

LeeAnn turned and identified the face to the voice. She was livid to find an Indian in the saloon. What werethey doing allowing him in here? He'd skin them as soon as he had the chance! She narrowed her eyes at him and walked up to the table. She could have sworn she felt steam coming out of her ears as she spoke.

"Who the hell you callin' a boy?!" she roared. She placed her hands on her hips as she looked down at the Indian.

Maggie walked in the saloon, she walked in to see some lady yelling at Jonathan and clenched her fist. She let go of Pat's hand and stormed over to her, " DON'T YOU TALK TO HIM LIKE THAT!" She yelled in the girls face.

((Alright,

Maggie yelled at the boy some more.

((you know, to prevent these situations in the future, maybe people should read the new characters' profiles. Just a thought, y'all, you know, such things being in teh rules and all....))

Lee whipped around to face the woman who had yelled at her.

"And who are you to boss me around? He's an Indian!" Lee yelled, throwing her arms in the air frantically.

"How can you trust him?!"

((I have another window open with the character's listed just so I don't get confused. So I hope that helps me...))

"Because he's been my friend, now leave. him. alone." She glared.

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