Sara chuckled softly as the guy with the knives ordered water in such a threatening manner, and the rather sexy chica comment on it. "Heard of a man once ordered milk in a saloon. Someone called him a baby for it. That someone ended up dead real fast!" She shook her head. "Doesn't pay tuh criticise another man's poison".<br/><br/>She smiled, then, at the knife-weilding gambler. "Mister, I'll drink with yu, I'll fight beside yu, or agin yu, but Less'n I know yer name, I dun't tell jack shit bout who I am nor what I dun."<br/><br/>She grins to soften her words. She likes this gambler with his easy manner and gravely voice. Not enough to change her opinion of men in general, but enough to share his company for a while.