"yeah" Dusty said "like i said many don't like our Kuri" Sighing Kuri went to touch him, he slapped her hand away<br/>"Do not touch me, devil" her yellow eyes had a tint of red in them now but she smirked<br/>"the devil even wouldn't want me near him" she moved fast the next thing anyone saw was Kuri holding his arm behind his back almost breaking it "now we ask you to leave quietly and respectfully, please, and not to return till you are sober enough to speak to a lady." she walked him out then shoved him through the door. Dusty sighed happily<br/>"oh thank god she held back" he muttered then put a tally by her name once more. Kuri fixed the dress then returned to the empty tray from earlier<br/>"Dusty we need better customers"<br/>"no one comes to Devils Pit without a hardcore reason" Dusty commented then remembered something and turned to the man "which brings me back to you, please leave the saloon the way you found it, Kuri here breaks enough without any help" he said as nicely as he could manage.