<em>Nephi, at the bar</em><br/><br/>Nephi nodded to herself, "of course I'd show up when everyone is busy." She smiled and gave Danica a wave. Danica was such an amusing girl in her own way. "Heya, Danica." She drew her revolver and tugged a cloth from inside her shirt, beginning to polish the weapon idly. "Keeping the ol' boy in line, darlin'? That sounds like a job and a half." She winked at Riley.<br/><br/>She turned her head to Spencer, "so soon, darlin'?" she cocked her head, "I've been away a couple months." She popped the chambers out of the gun to check that they were loaded and gave them a spin. "But I've got a good few months vacation coming to me. Bought myself a little house in the area, too." She listened to the buzz of the chambers spinning and snapped them back into place.<br/><br/>"Come on, Danica, take a load off." Nephi patted the barstool beside her with a wink. She watched Crash carefully for a moment, not recalling him; the others seemed to know him, so she assumed it was okay. "Any chance of a second beer?"