"Thank's fer the offer, Lily." Jake said, "Bill, a room please." the bartender pulled a key from beneath the bar and slapped it on the table.<br/><br/>"That'll be five bucks, sir." he said. Jake paused as he raised his glass to his lips then continued on to take a swig.<br/><br/>"Pricey joint you have her, sir." he said, "Are these rooms that big or decked out in silk?"<br/><br/>"No sir, just inflation." Bobl replied. Jake sighed and tossed a five and a few coins for the drinks then swiped the key from the table. He then leaned down to speak to Lily quietly.<br/><br/>"Sorry, miss. But I just don't have enough for two rooms so we're gonna have to share this one, unless you have money of yer own. I'd offer you the bed, of course. I'm used to much worse than the floor." he said, "I'm going to head up for a bath. I'll leave the door unlocked if you want ta sleep." With a nod and a slight tip of his hat, he headed upstairs to his room, leaving the girl at the bar.<br/><br/>"Miss, do you mind if I have a word?" Bill asked, throwing his towel over his shoulder. He leaned down and sighed heavily before speaking in a hushed voice, "You should know. The man you're wit 'as a sort of reputation, if yer not aware. He's rarely seen in these parts so I doubt many here would recognize 'em. Folks from other parts call 'em the 'White Haired Reaper'. Rumor has it, he showed up at a small town called Harley one day, left the next. No one ever heard from that town ever again. Military men rode out to check on da town and found them all dead. All but a small girl who told of a young man with white hair. Ain't no one around these parts with white hair but the man you came in with." Bill straightened up, placing both hands on the bar to lean on it, "I'm jus' sayin'. Be careful round that guy. Like ah said, is all rumor and hearsay, but he's been givin' the military boys the slip for months now. Which is why the bounty is on his 'ead now."