It was getting dark by the time Caroline reached San Rafael, but the town was big enough to boast a few dusty streets lit by simple gas lanterns.  The town was reasonably busy with a mix of Hispanic and Caucasian men and women filling the streets.  There were certainly more of the former than the latter, but not such a disparity as Caroline might have seen in small boom towns.<br/><br/>The light and noise of the Longhorn Saloon drew Caroline, and the sign at least indicated that it wasn't the Black Rose that the Marshall had suggested as a place of employment.  There was a stable to keep her horse, or posts to tie it up in front.  The interior was crowded and smokey.  A man played a piano off the one side, a jaunty tune that largely failed to penetrate over the roar of laughter and chatter.  A handful of tables were filled with poker players, a handful of others with hard drinkers.  There were a few booths in a darkened corner where men smoking cigarettes and speaking in hushed tones.  On one wall was a board with a variety of pieces of paper fastened to it, from the look at least some were warrants.  The clientele were primarily men, and the few women seemed to be either working or half-dressed and trying to attract attention.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">OOC: Depending on what/who Caroline is interested in any number of rolls would make sense.  Listen, Spot Hidden, Read Lips, etc.  The result would depend on who she is trying to focus on (if anyone) so I won't post the results quite yet.  (Plus I am still debating some of them)  </div></div>