Julian leaned back in his chair. He was glad that Charley seemed to agree with it all, "Now we go over a couple of rules. When I say 'business' Im talking about our private business, the stuff ears other than ours can't hear about. Anything thats normal towns stuff, we call it 'sheriffing'." Julian watched for nods of understanding, "And as for business, we never talk about it here. We can't just scramble every time we want too, they'll realize something is up. Scrambling at a house makes more sense, especially if it's your place Madison, they might think we're having an unwed affair, but I doubt they'll think its anything threatening to them."<br/><br/>Julian watched the two of them for a moment, "It's gonna get worse before it gets better. People might lose respect for us, for the things we'll have to let slip... but you can't forget about the long game plan here." Julian looked at Charley, "Madison, it might be years before we get our revenge." Julian frowned slightly, he felt bad, her reputation was gonna get tarnished.<br/><br/>Julian turned his focus to Marshall, "And Marshall, I don't mind keeping you on. I think Madison here is right when she says that you'll be able to talk people into keeping cool heads. But as we get further into this there is gonna be killing. Some of it we'll be able to say was done using the stars on our chest. Some of it." Julian looked over at Charley for a moment, then back at Marshall as Julian stubbed out his cigarette in the tray, "Some of it is gonna be in the middle of the desert. I won't ask you to take anyone to the desert, but I gotta know you won't mind if I do, or if she does."<br/><br/>Julian waited for Marshall's response before leaning back in his chair again, "Any questions? If not I gotta go see the hotel clerk about getting a long term room." He paused, "Unless one of you has one for rent?"