Sam shook his head at the Mexican as he moved off towards Emma and ordering her a drink as well. He actually felt sorry for the man, knowing from watching the men that came and went after they had been with Emma, that she could be a real heartbreaker when she wanted to be and then he laughed at himself for such a thought. He would never find himself alone with such a person as Emma, him being a devout preacher, but the two did talk on occasion when there was nothing better to do.<br/><br/>Taking a swill of his whiskey, Sam turned to watch the two of them for a little bit, wondering if Emma was going to play him for the sucker he was. It would then fall to him to bring the guy back up after such a thing would happen, having done the same thing many times before, he doubted the Mexican would be the last. It was then that the Sheriff came in and Sam got up to greet him. "Evening Sheriff. Anyone get dragged in today?" he asked while keeping a close eye on the other patrons.