She was absolutely the loveliest when she was happy and playful and Sam thought she was both as they walked through the town. He smiled when she pointed out that he’d gotten the man with the store’s name wrong, He played along.<br/><br/>“You mean I was wrong about Wong?  That it’s Wang not Wong?  How could I have been so wrong?  Sid you say you’ve seen Wang’s..dong... err wang.?”<br/><br/>He grinned as he watched the silent interaction between Irene and a man on the street.<br/><br/>“Yep darlin’...the badge is definitely more fun than the gun.”<br/><br/>Sam hurried across the street beside her.  He wasn’t sure why they’d had to cross so quickly as there wasn’t a horse or wagon in sight.  Sam tipped his hat at her as Irene held the door open to Wang’s emporium for him.<br/><br/>“Aww darlin’ thanks...you say the nicest things but let’s not talk about my wang in public huh?”<br/><br/>He strode past her with a couple of quick steps as he expected some form of physical retaliation.  Irene was right Sam decided as they wandered about the store.  Mr Wang did seem to have everything.<br/><br/>“This is quite a store darlin’...you need any thing?”<br/><br/>Sam surveyed every shelf but didn’t see anything he needed.  As they left the store Sam tipped his hat to Mr. Wang and held the door for Irene.  Once out on the boardwalk Sam took her arm.<br/><br/>“Is there a barber in town...?”<br/><br/>He rubbed the stubble on his cheek and chin with his hand.<br/><br/>“I’d like to be smooth and clean shaven for my sweetheart later, since she’s done the same for me.  You’re going to have to show me that string trick, Irene.”<br/><br/>