Walking outside into the street mike sees the other ladies from the bar enter. Smirking to himself he carries on outside to hears the shouting coming from the saloon. Looking down the road he sees his new companion John and another man in a gun fight. “Dam this place is violent” he murmurs as sits down on a bench next to the bank. Mike lays the brown case on his lap and opens it up to have a proper look at his winning. “Having all this money in the open is a bad idea” he takes out more of the money from the case and hides it around his body, in pockets, his hat and other more concealed locations.<br/><br/>Sitting back on the bench he pulls out the wanted poster for John. Smiling to himself he rips a few more strips from it and rolls more cigarettes then lights one up. Taking a puff he turns his head to look into the window of the bank. Seeing one girl next to the door and the banker’s desk empty, mike could easily guess the events inside. “Least it’s a quieter than down there” he thinks to himself as he continues to smoke and waits for the women to come out of the bank. “Maybe I should join the ladies, there defiantly leaving town soon, and there prettier to look at than john.” Laying back in the bench mike lowers his hat, waiting and watching the bank door.<br/>