<strong>Guinevera Starr, her attentions on Miss Glasgow<br/>Saguaro Saloon | Day 2, Afternoon</strong><br/><br/>As the saloon girl told Guinevera that Irene was upstairs and she was filling in for the bartender, she couldn't help but overhear the conversation between Lil' Carmen and another lady. She overheard the woman's accent as she introduced herself as a Cameron Maccrae. Cameron Maccrae, where have I heard that name before? she asked herself. It couldn't be that woman that sent me a letter a few weeks back. And she's here. Guinevera watched the scene unfold as Carmen stood from her stool and walked over to the man who had recently left the bar to sit down at a nearby table, probably to grab a better view of the conversation, which was usual for men to do when a woman that was neither a saloon girl, Duckling or Swan was present in the saloon. Most enjoyed the view, but there were a few others that actually listened in on their conversations. The man's Stetson covering his wandering eyes didn't do much good to hide the purpose of his relocation.<br/><br/>She watched Carmen moved from her stool to the man, surprising him with her stunning presence and foiling his plan to listen to a pair of entertaining ladies. Guinevera wondered what would Randall say if he barged in and caught his little sister flirting up the saloon. She expected an argument or two.<br/><br/>But it was this woman, who seemed to not from around the area. Her fur hat told Guinevera that she was from a wealthier region, probably somewhere back east, or even beyond the shores, which would match the information on the letter that she received from this Cameron Maccrae. The saloon girl that just told Guinevera of Irene's location was now being called by this woman at the bar, who ordered a bourbon, which was just what the man at the table had ordered. She could sense that some of her interest lie in the young woman and she could also sense that none of her attention was on the man at all. The woman's eyes met with Guinevera's and she looked at those eyes looking straight at her. The woman rose her glass to the Madame, causing her to nod in consideration.<br/><br/>"Luck chooses those she'd like to reward. In your case, she just reward you if you look more closely," Guinevera stated, walking closer to the woman those bothering not to sit on the stool due to her dress. "Say, haven't I seen you around, probably last night, perhaps?" Is this woman was Cameron Maccrae, then her wait would soon have ended. Guinevera had always wondered whose handwriting had wrote and sent her that letter.