The open affection between Jenny and SuLan doesn't impact me.  The thought of Jenny's build being put to such use as a full-body massage is... well... a little intimidating, I suppose, but doesn't necessarily discourage me.  I try not to picture it, actually... to keep my mind on the work at hand.  "I'll check in my gear upstairs," I say softly, rubbing my cheek with the back of one black-gloved hand.  "In the meantime, I'm gonna go out on a limb here and guess that somebody has a deck of cards, right?"  I know how Alex can clean out a banker's vault in half a night if the man dares share a table with her, and I'm guessing that our other gambling cohort might be much the same.  I hope she doesn't clean him out too badly... or vice versa..<br/><br/>I stand up again.  Sitting in the chair seems to make me want to stay put.  I can't rightly allow that yet.  "Sir?" I call for the barman.  "I didn't ask your name before, I'm sorry.  But can you tell me anything about this town, or ths place?  Was there any rumors of happenings here before?  Any other people about?  Any old legends or whatnot?"  I fix a small plate of the poratoes and such and drape a clean handkerchief over it.  I don't mind eating cold, and I want to give it a chance to sit, in case I need it later.  "And how did this town come to be so far out on the plain like this?  Was they a mine, or is it just ranch land?  Anything?"