Well, this was getting boring. Looked like no one was getting shot here today, no way that woman'd take a shot with all of these folk around her. Chris was surprised at all the people who seemed to care so much for the savage, but, he reckoned leveling a gun at someone was breaking the peace no matter how you put it. 

All these people were ruining his fun, as far as he concerned. Ruined a perfectly good morning. He would have preferred if they had just taken their concerns outside and shot each other fair and square. He was aware of the hypocrisy of his own thoughts, given that "fair and square" was exactly how Buck [i]didn't[/i] like it.

[color=1a7b30]"I'm off."[/color] Buck said to no one in particular. He picked up his suitcase, pocketed his lucky silver coin, and opened the door, disappearing from view. He smelled the smell of dust and wood. 

[color=1a7b30]"It's too early to drink, anyway!"[/color] He shouted from outside. Taking a moment to wander around, Chris lingered, gathering his thoughts. He needed to have some fun, but the saloon was no good. Maybe some farmer'd like to play horse shoes or something. For free and for fun, of course, because Chris can't cheat at horse shoes.