As she followed Clara and Emma into the bank, Sara turned the closed sign to "closed" and locked the door.<br/><br/>The nerve of the woman! Sara tried very hard not to giggle as the Clara did her convincing shpeal. As the teller turned to open the safe, she slid the old Army Colt from it's holster.<br/><br/>The satisfying click of the safe opening was followed by an even more satisfying one of the Colt being cocked directly behind Fred's left ear. Sara smiled. "Nicely done." She pulled a thin strip of rawhide from her belt - first rule of being a bank robber: always carry some raw-hide strips in your belt - and, seeing that the others had the teller covered, used it to hog-tie him. She pulled his kercheif from his pocket and stuffed it in his mouth as a crude gag.<br/><br/>"Right... let's stop being broke!"<br/><br/>She peered into the safe. "Sheee-it! This ain't a bank - I seen more cash in a poor house!"