Bartending!

[filemyclaim]

Dixie's just a little perplexed as she enters the bar. She HAD been in the middle of seducing a member of Bly's gang as a favor to Brisco. On a riverboat, with champagne, while holding a derringer under her skirts.

Her shoulder slump and she gives the bar a roll "You sure do love to surprise a gal," she mutters, heading behind the bar, her violet petticoats rustling. "Next time, why don't you throw a fella into the mix?"

This list quickly appears on the specials board:

~~Specials~~~

Cowgirl Quencher
The Lady In Red
Steamboat

Beer fresh on keg tap

Champagne of all vintages

Sodas and ice cream sundaes half-priced!!

If anyone knows how to load a derringer single-handed, give the bartender a wink.

She's glad to have this small distraction after what she's been through today.

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[not_his_pa]

William's feeling much better since he last saw Dixie though he doesn't look quite as good.

His bruises have gotten to the colorful part of the healing stage and he's limping slightly as he carefully gets onto a stool, "Why do you need a derringer loaded, Miss Dixie?"

[filemyclaim]

It's the limp she's watching. "You're not in more trouble, are you?" She smiles. "I know how to load it, but not with one hand. It's the one skill I don't possesses."

[not_his_pa]

"I'm healin' up, just takes some time. I've never fired one so don't know. But you know if you ever need some help, you can ask."

[filemyclaim]

"I'll have to ask. A lady can't go into battle unprotected." She leaves the derringer with bar. "Now, what can I get you?"

[not_his_pa]

He'd like to ask for some champagne as he's read about it but doesn't know if she'll give it to him,

"Who are you battlin'? A root boot and a sundae too if you're makin' them."

[filemyclaim]

She might, since she has no clue about modern drinking laws.

She gets to work scooping out a sundae and pouring the root beer. "Oh, the usual..trying to charm a fella into paying attention to me instead of the con my favorite lawman's running."

[not_his_pa]

"I'm sure that ain't hard with how pretty you are. Your lawman run a lot of cons?"

[filemyclaim]

"Only if he needs information," she says. "He tries to get around things with logic first. He used to be a lawyer." That may explain things more clearly.

[not_his_pa]

"Oh, sounds like a decent sort of lawman."

[filemyclaim]

"He's real decent." That much she has to admit. "And one helluva man. We don't cross paths much, but when we do..." she smirks. "Well..."

[not_his_pa]

William looks at his drink and blushes, he knows what she's talking about it sounds real nice to have someone like that. Things are moving slow but steady with Thalia,

"He must be if you like him so much."

[filemyclaim]

"I more than like him," she smiles. "But he's not putting a ring on my hand and I'm not asking for it."

[not_his_pa]

"Why not if you don't mind me askin'?"

He knows that it seems like modern folks do things differently but Dixie isn't from that far in the future.

[wildwld-gadgets.livejournal.com]

"What sort of derringer are we talking about ma'am?" comes a friendly rich tenor in a nicely tailored but well traveled suit and due to the statutes of the Specials board, a wink.

It's been a long time since Artemus has found himself at Milliways and longer still since he's seen anyone who might be from his time.

[filemyclaim]

"This kind," she says, holding out the standard model. She does remember his face. "How've you been, Mister Gordon?"

[wildwld-gadgets.livejournal.com]

Artemus blinks and takes a closer look at the bartender.

"Why Ms. Cousins! I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you," he says a little flustered but with a polite ti[ of the hat. Poor guy's been run ragged lately, not recognizing such a pretty face. (And that's totally it and not the mun forgetting that they've met.) "A nice gun. Are you right or left handed? And do you by any chance know any magic tricks like making coins disappear?"

[filemyclaim]

Dixie smiles back flirtatiously - they did meet, but briefly at her last tending, unless her mun is confusing the OOC meme where they met with Millicanon. She places her hand gently upon his to ease that frustration. "It's quite all right - this bar's got a gaggle of lovely gals," she replies lightly. "Right-handed," she declares, and then chuckles. "I know a few slight of hand tricks. I picked them up on the vaudeville circuit."

[wildwld-gadgets.livejournal.com]

"Perhaps but none have your sense of style," Arty replies smoothly. "And it's good you know a bit of prestidigitation, that will make this much easier. Now if it isn't too intrusive a question, may I ask where the gun is and it's ammunition? And how much cover do you have?"

[filemyclaim]

"Why, you big ol' flatterer," she grins. "Keep buttering me up and I'll let you bite my muffin." She carefully holds up both gun and ammunition, to as not attract Seccurity. "Not much, I'm keeping my eye on a con artist and swindler."

[wildwld-gadgets.livejournal.com]

"Well then lets start with above the table then," he says reaching for the derringer. Using one hand he breaks it open (assuming it's the kind that do this) and then rests it on his pinky and ring finger, with the trigger between them. "See if you hold it this way, load the bullets with your thumb and middle finger and then push with your pointer. If you do this in your lap under a table no one should be the wiser, especially with skirts."

[filemyclaim]

It's definitely the breakaway kind. Dixie watches with interest as Artemus does his work. "Ahah," she says. "Well, I might've known it'd require a little extra tickling." A grin brightens up her eyes as she takes the pistol. "I've got a demon of a man to train my eye on - it shouldn't be hard to keep him in my sights."

[wildwld-gadgets.livejournal.com]

"Hmmm, what's the situation like? Assuming you can tell that is?" He replies resting his elbow on the bar top. He'll get to his drink once his professional curiosity is satisfied...well lessened at least.

[filemyclaim]

She doesn't think it'll have any bearing on how she and Brisco handle the situation, so she confesses, "we're just trying to help a man get back what's rightfully his. Brisco'n I are pulling the old double-cross on him."

[wildwld-gadgets.livejournal.com]

"And you're sure of his accomplices? You target I mean?" Artemus asks with a grin to take an implied sting out of the words.

[filemyclaim]

"Brisco's working with the brother of the fella who got claim-jumped," she explains, nudging him. "Brisco's got a lot of experience, but a lady like me knows when a boy's been bad."