The call to the saloon keeper actually makes him jump. When he sees who has entered the bar there's an odd expression on his face .. you can't tell if he is relieved or scared. He licks his lips and comes out to the bar, drying his hands on a rough piece of cloth, which he then tucks into his belt.<br/><br/>"Folks." he says, nodding by way of greeting. "What can I do for you?" His eyes dart from one to the next, and back out to the doorway itself. "I should be locking up soon."