<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/7HI4r.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Phil<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Scoundrel<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Following<em>The Line</em><br/><strong>Time:</strong>9/3/2505, just after nightfall<br/><strong>With:</strong>Levi, Open<br/><br/>Phil whispered back, "<strong>Well, way I see it, we've got three ways we can play this. We can try to sneak our way past them, we can try to bluff our way past them, or we can shoot our way past them. Considering how much I've already dropped on this trip, ammo is one thing I'd like to hang on to. I'm not familiar enough with this little town to be able to figure out the alleyways comfortably enough to give these guys a wide berth. So, all things considered, yeah, let's do this silvertongued style."</strong><br/><br/>He poked his head back out to survey the Levetts one last time before asking her,<strong>"Any con you want to run in particular? If you've got something to stuff under the bottom your shirt we could do a Bundle of Joy."</strong>