<strong>Guinevera Starr seeing a sight any man could love<br/>Saguaro Saloon | Day 2, afternoon</strong><br/><hr/><br/>The long walk up the slight slope of the path that cut its way through the town of Oasis up to the peak, where the Saloon was located, was much more demanding on her body, especially with her heels that practically had her tip-toeing on sometimes loose gravel. Fortunately, the Mexican workers always had time to paid attention and help the Madame up the slope and towards the gates of the saloon. No use having the head of the saloon falling down the path while everyone watched ... it was the quickest way for all the workers to be fired.<br/><br/>Her heels, her toes, and the balls of her feet were almost numb from all the walking up the dirt road. Fortunately, she had made it to the saloon without sweating profusely. Good thing she had worn something that weight as light as a feather, but still managed to hide any wet spots of saturated sweat. Guinevera entered the building, going past the swinging doors, and for a moment surveyed the scene in the bar and table area. Half the booths were occupied by singles or a couple of men. A few games of low stakes poker and a fun game of liar's dice filled the tables. The saloon girls were all doing their job as well as one who were serving drinks. One thing was missing. This thing was a person ... Irene. Guinevera hoped that she wasn't out and about chasing after rumors and such, doing the job of a bounty hunter or the Marshal himself.<br/><br/>She walked over to the bar and eyed two women sitting next to a man, who was awfully familiar. It seems he had greeted her and Carmen earlier this afternoon. Carmen in fact was one of the women sitting on a bar stool and the one offering her hand towards another woman, who openly kissed the young girl's hand in the view of many men, some stopping what they were doing just to catch a brief view of the spectacle. Guinevera smiled, seeing a different side of Carmen. What would her brother say if he say this? She left the pair to their own devices while she gestured the saloon girl managing the drink towards her and off to the side.<em>"Hola Maria. ¿Donde es Irene?"</em>she asked in the girl's native tongue.<br/><br/><em>"Irene es arriba con un hombre, Madame,"</em>the girl replied. Guinevera nodded and let the girl go back to work. She looked up towards the door of Irene and wondered what kind of man had been lured by the seductive methods of Irene. She wasn't at all disappointed, rather she was proud.