To say that Lola woke would be a stretch of the truth, as she wasn't entirely sure that she'd slept at all.  The tumultuous events of last night had refused to stop replaying themselves in her mind, and that, accompanied by her deep worry for Jackson, had kept proper sleep firmly at bay.  Half wishing she'd given herself a little liquid help before taking to her bed, Lola finally gave up just as the suns' rays kissed the tops of the nearby mountains.<br/><br/>Wrapping her silk robe around her shoulders, the normally composed woman walked slowly to the window of her suite, deliberately avoiding looking at her reflection in the mirror as she passed. From her rooms on the third floor of the saloon, which was situated atop a hill overlooking the town, Lola was able to watch as Silver City slowly woke up.  Despite losing two of their own last night, life for the townsfolk trudged inevitably onwards, and before long the streets below were dotted with the usual early morning risers.<br/><br/>A heavy sigh escaped Lola's lips as she turned from the peaceful vista and busied herself with getting her own day started.  It wasn't unusual for her girls to gather downstairs to share the first meal of the day together, and Lola thought that today of all days, they would probably be looking to her for answers.<br/><br/>Not surprised at her harried look, she dressed quickly in one of her day dresses, a simple green tartan gown cut almost demurely, leaving her luscious brown hair flowing loosely around her shoulders for a change.  Truth be told, she didn't have the patience to fiddle with it today, and Lola knew herself well enough to know that if it didn't go up just right, she was likely to take the scissors to it in a fit of frustration.  A few strategically placed dabs of concealer beneath her eyes, and Lola was as ready as she was going to be.<br/><br/>Eager to speak to Abby, and find out what had happened with King last night, Lola descended the stairs quickly.  Finding Evie eating alone in the saloon, it suddenly dawned on her that she not seen hide nor hair of Abby since sending her into the lion's den.  A feeling of dread settled over Lola's already overloaded heart, and she hoped beyond hope that she hadn't made an error in judgement by sending the girl to entertain Mr King.  She should have really gone herself, but she had been scared.  Not scared for her person, but scared of saying or doing something that would make things worse for her, for her girls, and for her saloon.  She'd needed time to compose herself, and to talk things through with Jackson. Neither had been particularly successful, and Lola found herself right back at square one.<br/><br/>Stopping by the kitchen to place her breakfast order with Cook, she slid quietly into the chair next to Evie.  The younger woman had been so lost in her own thoughts that Lola wasn't even sure she'd noticed her arrival.  Brushing her lips against her friend's cheek in a light good morning kiss, she smiled in what she hoped was a reassuring way.<br/><br/>"Penny for them?" she asked softly.  What she really wanted to know was whether or not Abby had come down yet, but Eve looked as though she'd been engrossed in her own thoughts for some time, and Lola thought it would be best to give the blonde a chance to speak her mind before they moved on to discussing business.  It wasn't like a few minutes would make a whole lot of difference.  And besides...before she could think properly herself, Lola needed coffee.  One cup, at the very least.  And today, she would probably polish off the whole pot.