Apryl could have cared less about Sunny. A big wad of money was so close to being in her bag, all she could think of was wishing the fake good luck and run off to count her gambling wad. She'd do almost anything for the sake of the game, but now reward had given way to risk as her hand was waylaid at the last minute and stuffed into another girl's bosom. The worthless old revolver with the red electroplating was snatched out of Apryl's  holster in the midst of this. The money was nothing worth fighting over, being called an idiot was no big deal, but waving a pistol in front of Apryl's face got her attention.<br/><br/>With the Best in the West's hands high in the air, the instant surrender revealing the coward he was, Apryl found it rather easy to slip out the golden gun at her side. She hoped to god it had the performance of at least an average revolver, as she doubted it was a Wilson. The gun found it's grip in her right hand as she pulled out her own revolver and simply kept it on the ready in her left hand. The gold revolver she had just lifted would be kept at her side, just in case the thing was actually useful. It felt nice to have two revolvers for a change, even if one was rather suspect. She would face forward and remain still as everyone else was aiming there weapons at each other. Her side vision and her hearing could help her adjust her aim if attacked. This was a dangerous game she'd gotten herself into, but her pride had just been wounded terribly, and she was determined to walk away with something, even a bogus weapon. They couldn't just let her take her share of the money and run, they had to wave a gun in her face, now she had to prove her ability's. Just because she couldn't lie didn't mean she couldn't steal. She kept her mind trained mostly on Sunny and Ginger, who'd be the most likely to catch and counter her. The funny thing was, no one had ever even thought to really point a weapon at her, making the game all too easy, they were all committed to someone else leaving her free to pick any target she chose for now. But she didn't pick a target or even say a word to anybody, she was too busy thinking about how to quietly make her exit with the loot. The man's gun had to be worth a fortune, so if she could just make her escape.<br/><br/>Then the light show went off.<br/><br/>Thank you magnificent, she thought to herself. If everyone was sufficiently distracted by the light and strip show, she'd be making her way back into the crowd and working herself toward the exit.  She lifted her gun  but kept it cocked and ready in case someone decided to fire at her while she made her getaway. A gunfight was about to start, and she wanted to be as close to the door as possible with her loot. It would be interesting when Lady Magnificent finished her show and someone noticed the loon had one less gun, that was if someone hadn't noticed already.