Earl was pissed. The one good tailor was being manhandled by a brute and with the last three being shot or ran out of town and now this man was scaring another. This man was as actually good at his job too and over the last two months has been making decent shirts and pants for the gunslinger himself. He was so good that earl went from stitching his own pants up to paying top dollar for brand new pants and shirts from the man himself. Most actually made fun of him around town asking him if he was going to ask for Jorges hand in marriage since he spent less on whiskey and beer and more on fixing his clothing, most thought him queer and yet none of them knew that it was because while chasing down criminals your clothes ripped rather easily from gunfire and riding a horse all day. So he had gotten close to Jorge over the fact that he didn't have to waste time actually getting things sewn up and could get quality product from a man who knew what he was doing and this man threatened his friend and asset. So as he was lowered it made him ease on the trigger." Good choice friend.... now back away towards the door and leave."<br/><br/><br/>Earl followed the man's movements with the gun, not leaving one opening to get a sucker punch to the head or for him to get the other gun in his other holster. He had been in that situation before, being a young bounty hunter he had been careless and let the guy take of of his guns and under his tattered shirt there were three scars that showed how Seth a mistake like that could be if the bounty got lucky." You best not come round here neither mister, he's a good friend and I will kill ya over him." His eyes looked serious, twitching in anger as the man left after announcing his departure. Earl pulled out a rolled cigarette and popped it into his mouth, turning to his tailor and offering him one in silence as the man thanked him." No problem sir. You've been very good to me with a few orders and I don't want to break in another tailor." He teased while letting over a chuckle with his lips curling into a grin." Now.... let me get a look at ya and make sure that you're ok."<br/><br/>He sat Jorge down and took the hand in question, lightly rubbing the knuckles and looking for any evidence of a break. No purple bruising or irregularities to bone made him smile knowing that the man seemed to be just easy to bruise." Well partner.... you seem ok and their doesn't seem to be a break." He grinned and slapped the petite man on the back and laughed about the man's obvious pain over slugging the giant man in the nose." Next time though, a kick to the knee caps and a knee to the side of the jaw will do the trick and if need be, a kick to the jewels." He smiled and cringed at the thought of the man kicking someone in the balls before chuckling." Less damage to your trades best tools and a guaranteed knock out to the guy fucking with ya."