<strong>Day Three---Emerging from her Room for a Moment..</strong><br/><br/>Saguaro Saloon<br/><br/>Irene fairly flew down the stairs.  The bar was near empty.  She accepted the arch looks of the girls working and made her way to the kitchen, shocked when the cook came over and smacked her on the cheek, took the tray from her and pushed her out of the kitchen.  The cook spoke too quickly for Irene to understand her, only a word here and there coming through.  But, por que “why?” or porque “because” sounded very similar, so she just made her way back to the bar and checked the liquor.<br/><br/>The staff had taken care of things already.  Irene smiled and thanked them, explaining her “engagement” was going on through the day.  The girls commented on her smile and how pretty she looked and Irene laughed with them, not giving away anything.<br/><br/>She made her way to the laundry and retrieved Sam’s clothes and some of hers, too.  She paid the laudress and then returned to the saloon.  Irene was just in time to hear the cook call her name.  She hesitated a moment but the woman smiled archly at her and waved her to the pass-through window.<br/><br/>Irene saw the tray being returned with breakfast upon it.  Eggs and spicy sausage, coffee, juice, thick tortillas and butter.  Her mouth watered at the aromas wafting from the tray.  The cook put upside down plates over the filled plates as covers, waved her hands in a shooing motion.<br/><br/>“You fraud,” Irene said, not knowing the Spanish for the words.<br/><br/>The cook looked surprised but cackled as she got back to her work.<br/><br/>Irene’s duffle of laundry swung from her arm, but she managed to make her way up the stairs once more without spilling or tripping.<br/><br/><br/>--> Returning to Her Room, once more. ;-)