Not enough coffee in the WORLD

[i_got_vision]

[OOM: Previously on Awkward Conversation Playhouse, Johnny Hooker and Butch Cassidy get very drunk and have a long chat about how there is totally no elephant in the room no sir nohow, over the course of which Butch outs himself as a bi-romantic asexual and Johnny, poor kid, doesn't quite get it. Awkward.]

Johnny'd taken Butch's harmonica but left him a note, which he has in his pocket as he makes his way up to the bar this morning. He probably won't see him again, which is a shame because he was his best friend here, but on the other hand it's probably healthier for both their livers...

Yeah. He takes a seat at the bar and orders himself some strong coffee. He hasn't been this hungover in a long time, but all things considered he's not in a bad mood. Even though he probably should be.



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[i_got_vision]

"I think he's confused," Butch says. "He never knew his pa, and there was some fella took him in and treated him like one of his own kids, but that fella got killed and Johnny's... I think he's lost. I think he doesn't know what he wants."

[ikissdhimbck]

"An' you're a strong male role model."

She nods carefully.

"Hell, everybody's probably fallen in love with you at some point."

She breathes a soft laugh, dipping her chin shyly.

[i_got_vision]

"Oh, I wouldn't go that far," he says. "I'm just friendly--friendly and harmless. Do you know, back when I worked ranches I used to take lots of girls to dances? Their folks never had to worry. I'm a perfect gentleman."

He continues eating. It seems to be helping.

[ikissdhimbck]

"Girls like that."

Well, some girls do. Gentlemen seem to be a dying breed.

"Anyhow, things'll seem better once the hangover goes away."

[i_got_vision]

"I hope so," he says. "And I hope he comes back--who am I supposed to play cards with if he doesn't? I always lose, and it takes a good friend to make you comfortable with losing all the time."

[ikissdhimbck]

"I play cards."

She smiles shyly.

"I ain't sayin' I'm a cardsharp of any sort, but I've won a hand or two."

[i_got_vision]

"You'd probably beat me," he says. "Most people do. And losing doesn't bother me at all--it's just some folks, when they win, they gloat. And that's bad sportsmanship."

Sundance doesn't gloat when he wins. It's just a running joke with them.

[ikissdhimbck]

"Now, Butch Cassidy, I know y'don't hafta be reminded that I'm a lady."

She winks.

"All right, I s'pose I've tooted my own horn a time or two. But I don't make a habit of it, an' I wouldn't do it t'you."

[i_got_vision]

"There's also the matter of what we'd play for," he says. "Me and Johnny, we'd just play for who would buy the next round of drinks, but the way things went I think I probably owe him drinks for the rest of his life. And that much drinking's... not really a good idea."

As his hangover would indicate.

[ikissdhimbck]

She grimaces sympathetically.

"Well, we could wager different stable chores. I make a mean batch of spiced peaches, if y'have anythin' t'trade. Or, we could play over supper an' bet for who buys."

[i_got_vision]

"Whatever it is, you'd best make sure it's something you don't mind winning a lot of," he says. "I don't really have much to offer in trade--most of the things I can do, you can do too, and probably better. All I got to offer's hard work, and company that's not too unpleasant."

[ikissdhimbck]

"Dinner it is, then. The more Butch Cassidy there is in my life, the better."

She gives him a winning smile, her earlier exuberance returning — albeit quieter.

"Speakin' of, I think it ain't gonna be too much longer now 'fore I'm ready for you out in Texas. How much notice y'need?"

[i_got_vision]

He chuckles.

"The only obligation I got around here's working in the stables, so... if you can find someone to cover my work for me, I can do with a day's notice. Maybe less, if you catch me when I'm well-rested."

[ikissdhimbck]

She smiles.

"An' not hungover?"

She's teasing gently. She's in too fine a mood to henpeck, but she is worried. It comes out in soft smirks and caring eyes.

"Well, I got us fixed up with some animals, like y'said. Could be I'll need you t'teach me your tricks. Either out there, or out back here."

[i_got_vision]

"Normally I don't drink that much," he says. "Just poker nights, and... well, keeping friends company."

This'll probably be the last time for a good long while. He means it.

"Either way works fine for me. Like I said, I don't really have much to do, so whenever you're free."

[ikissdhimbck]

"Are you givin' me permission t'come steal you away whenever I fancy it?"

She shoots him a wicked smirk.

"'Cuz that's an awful lot of temptation, Butch Cassidy."

[i_got_vision]

"...well, sure," he says with a quiet chuckle. "But I trust you to use that power responsibly--I'm sure you'll still let me get my work done in the stables, and eat and sleep now and then. Other than that, I am at your command."

[ikissdhimbck]

She laughs, tempering her already soft voice so the sound doesn't rattle him.

"I'll try t'employ my discretion, an' resist temptation. I'll at least let y'rest up today."

She orders a fresh glass of tepid water from the Miss, and nudges it closer to him.

"Adventure an' darin' do can wait 'til tomorrow."

[i_got_vision]

"I won't be doing this again," he says, taking the glass of water. "So by tomorrow I should be fine, you've got my word on that."

There's not much for him to do today anyway, though once his head clears he may go for a walk outside or maybe a swim, if the weather's nice enough. Just fresh air and relaxation.

[ikissdhimbck]

"Good. See to it y'are."

It's less a demand, and more a softly-spoken concern. Kate doesn't like seeing him so wrought up.

And if he's looking, there's something of a promise in her eyes as well. If that walk or swim don't work out, she'll be here to help.

However she can.

[i_got_vision]

"Yes, ma'am," he says with a bit of a tired grin, doing his best to be reassuring.

He's not about to disobey an instruction given to him by Miss Barlow, of all people, and anyway he doesn't want her to worry. She's got a lot more on her plate than he does, and he's been through worse than this before. He'll be fine.