In the Corner of the Bar meanwhile, a a younger-looking Man is leaning against the wall, standing beside a small Corner table, seeming pretty distant from everyone else in the Bar. His arm's were folded and he had a calm, calculating look on his face as he glanced around the room, getting a look at all of the people here. He adjusted his White Cowboy hat slightly, pushing it up a little, before his attention turned to one of the People people playing Cards, and what seemed to obviously be the winner...and then to the other Man who challenged them. He didn't really have the patience nor the time for playing Card's. He rolled his eyes, and glanced down at the Array of Knife's around his Belt...wondering how long it would be before he'd end up needing them again.