Emma's face breaks into a rare seen smile as she spots Sara and moves on the seat next to her. "Yeah..and now he's fucking dead. Fucker tried to mess with me..but as a result now he's just lyin' there in a pool of his own blood. I suppose some of it landed on me as well whilst I was taking care of me..disgusting to say the least!" She says as she was given her drink which she downed immediately. "More!" She snarls out at the man. "So, what you been upto?" She asks Sara and looks at the crowd around. Just when she was about to say something else, a shot is fired in the saloon. "The place ain't ever quiet now, is it? A lady can't even enjoy a drink." Emma groaned as she jumped towards the nearest table and tripped it up. hiding behind it and pulling out her own gun.<br/><br/>She eyes the other two women near her and chuckles. "Gettin' some fun even with all that, is that it Sara?" She asks playfully whilst looking around alertly of what just might be unfolding now.