"Awwww, Pedro, you work so hard for so little.  I think you came to the right place for cheering up."  The smell from him was almost too much, but she controlled herself, nodding at the bartender to please light the fire under the bath for her.  Then she grinned, watching Pedro drinking so much, as the town Sherrif walked in glancing around and giving Emma that look she knew all too well.  It was that look she wanted to run away from, to hide among the acceptable women and leave her shame behind her.  So she just ignored him and brought her attention back to Pedro.  "Dance?  Why I'd love to dance."  Her voice as smooth as silk.<br/><br/>Standing up, she took his hand and glided over by the piano as they began to dance to a lively tune.  "Why Pedro, you are really so much fun!  And a good dancer.  I bet you are good at many things."