“Well that’s gone and spoiled the mood. I think I’m done playing with you fine gentlemen” Mike slides his chair under the table and picks up winning from the table. Smiling to himself at a good days work, he grabs his long brown leather trench coat of the back of the chair.<br/><br/>“Doesn’t look like you boys could play much more anyway” placing his hat back on his head he steps towards the saloon doors. As he puts his hand on the door to leave mike stops, turns and goes up to the boy lying on the floor. Mike bends down and put some notes in the kid’s pocket.<br/><br/>“Pay the doctor and then get drunk. I don’t advise trying that trick a second time”<br/>He stands up and looks around at the people now staring at him. He shrugs of the confused expressions and heads out of the saloon into the bright mid day sun.<br/>