<strong>“Yep - me ’n my brother work a ranch just outside of town, and this here’s where I come to get away from all the excitement.”</strong><br/><br/>Cameron chuckled a little at that, resting her chin on her fist on the bar, "Now, get away from all the excitement? Why on earth would you ever want to go and do a silly thing like that?" She lifts her eyebrows a little with the question, giving them a bit of a playful wiggle. In Cameron's humble opinion there were few better ways to begin a day than a conversation with a lovely young lady, and if she played her cards right, she figured she just might be able to stumble into one of them.<br/><br/><strong>“I’ll just bet you have one helluva good story to tell, Cameron, luv.”</strong><br/><br/>She felt that smooth, nimble hand gliding down the soft felt of her hat, catching a lock of her hair and slipping down along it. Her smile widened a little, barely a breath away from the other woman as she asked the question. Cameron normally considered herself something of a savant when it came to being flirtatious, but this woman was giving her a run for her money. Always happy to repay a challenge, Cameron found her tongue sliding along the front of her teeth.<br/><br/>"You wouldn't believe, sweet. Tale, story, yarn, legend, fable. Just lemme know what you're after, I guarantee you I've got it." Her grin grew, leaning back a bit, "In spades."<br/><br/><strong>“You know who I think you would love to meet, and who would just eat a beautiful thing like you up? Trinette-Marie LeBlanc. She works here, and you should ask around and make sure and introduce yourself, Doll. As for me, I’m gonna go wrangle me up a cowboy!”</strong><br/><br/>Cameron sighed a bit as they girl made to leave, leaning back against the bar and finishing her drink, "Go on, love, but don't you forget about me." She winked, "You're in my sights, sweetie, and I've got regular mountains of patience."<br/><br/>With a wave, she called over the saloon girl filling in for Irene as soon as the Madame of the house was done with her. She ordered a bourbon to match Carmen's new "prey" and turned her attention away from the girl over to the Madame. Her fingers found the warmth of the glass, raising it up to the woman with a bit of a smile, "Second pretty lady to slip through my fingers in this town, talk about luck." she said with a laugh, taking a long sip.