Lauren groaned as more and more people crowded him, either defending him or not. He was less than scared of this woman, and he certainly didn't need anyone's help. What he wanted was to finish his bloody game and then go find the sheriff. Well, it seemed that the sheriff had come to him, judging by everyone else's reaction. Now, he wanted to collect his bounty and leave, and with every word they said he grew more aggravated.

"Assez! Je ne veux plus rien entendre!" He yelled, slamming the table with his fist. Standing, he tossed his cards back on the table and cracked his neck.

"Ranger ton pistolet." He said to the woman, though he realized that she didn't speak french.

"Put... your gun... away." He said, quietly. At full height he was taller than most of the group, though he wasn't the most physically impressive. Just in case, he was prepared to throw his hand to his pistol at any moment.

Looking over at the sheriff. He motioned to the hogtied criminal in the corner of the room, easily stating a word he had said over a thousand times.

"Bounty." He said with a short nod, turning back to the woman with a scowl.

"Ranger ton pistolet maintenant! Ou je montrer tu un sauvage." He threatened, yelling at her to put away her weapon or he'd show her a savage.