Pedro slipped into the bathing room, relieved to be out of sight of everyone.  He knew something was missing right away.  He looked around and found nothing.  “Where are mis pantalones! MY CLOTHES!”  Pedro panicked, his clothes were gone along with Emma’s money and his lucky gold nugget.  He had left them right next to the tub but they weren’t there.  He frantically ran around the tub, but the only thing in the room was Pedro, his sombrero, his shotgun, and the tub.  “SHERIFF!” Pedro hollered for the lawman.  He poked his head out of the door and yelled at the top of his lungs, “SHERIFF, SOMEONE HAS STOLEN MY CLOTHES!”  The entire saloon erupted in laughter again.