By the time Jenny was walking across to the saloon the stable boy was disappearing up the street at a run, glancing back over his shoulder at the two women before turning down one of the alleyways and disappearing from view.<br/><br/>Upon entering the saloon, there was no sign of the barman, but perhaps the creaking of the doors had summoned him, as a wiry head popped out from around the far end of the bar. A moment later the rest of him appeared, wiping his hands on the small towel that hung from his belt.<br/><br/>"Ladies." he said, nodding at them, and glancing towards the door, a flash of something passing across his face in the blinking of an eye. "What can I ... " he breaks off as another figure crosses the threshhold. "What can I get you all? Got some beans and chilli cooking out back. Not really much call for anything ..." he stops what he was saying with a small shake of the head.<br/><br/>"Uh, yeah. Anyway, got some food, and can fix you some drinks to go with it. Gonna have to lock up before it gets much darker. I can fix you up with beds for the night, and breakfast in the morning before you all move on." His hands are already busy with the whiskey, setting glass and bottle both on the bar.<br/><br/>He turns as the doors open yet again, twitching, and relaxing as two more women enter the saloon, followed a few moments later by another man, perhaps an Easterner from his dress. The barman runs his hands through his hair, trying a small smile. "Sorry folks. I'm a mite jumpy I'm afraid. What can I get you all?"