<strong>Day Three<br/>To the Laundry<br/>Then Out on the Town...</strong><br/><br/>The laundry had a storefront, but the business happened in the back.  Rows and rows of line were strung with the laundry of many of the town's citizens.  Irene made her deposit and the man behind the counter gave her an arch look.<br/><br/>Stepping back, Irene's haughty expression returned.  "Something you'd like to say?" she asked the man.<br/><br/>His eyes moved to her waist and Irene frowned at him, smoothing her hands over her skirt before she felt the badge there.  She smiled.<br/><br/>"Please deliver it to the Saguaro.  My name is Irene and I'm the only Irene there," she said.  She watched the man write down her name and what was in her load of laundry.<br/><br/>She turned on her heel and marched off, going through the building to the street and then back to the front of tha Saloon to wait for Sam.