Jeb watched the rich girl compose herself and walk away, confident she'd gotten the last word. Her declaration to the madame just reinforced his hatred of her, she was here to take over, suck them all dry like the perfumed leech she was. Again resisting the urge to shoot her in the back, he instead walked to the edge of the open bank door and called out, "Hello in the bank. Everybody alright?" Making full sure he announced himself before slowly rounding the doorframe. Looking at the scene in front of him caused Jeb to smile at the old lawman looking stunned in his chair.<br/><br/>"Well hell, looks like I went and spilled my breakfast for nothing. The ladies of Onyx Landing have things well in hand."<br/><br/>Holstering his long barreled S&W, Jeb grabbed the wounded bandito by the collar and drug him outside next to his compatriot. Turning to Tom, "Reverend, you mind keeping a pistol on these two miscreants? If they give you any trouble, water the grass with them." He then went back inside, similarly dragging out the man who's life exited .45 caliber holes courtesy of Miss Cassie. "That's fine shootin' Miss, and fine work keeping your heads Ladies." Once the bandits were deposited in the street, Jeb went back inside one more time and spoke to the guard, "You know, we've all had somebody get the jump on us once or twice, but maybe, just maybe, if these folks are payin you a day's wage to guard the bank, you oughta get off your fat ass and do your job. If you'd have been keepin watch, you'd have seen them ride up, instead of watching petticoats in the teller line."