You were a waitress at the Saint Denis saloon, and you got called on quite a lot by the male customers. A new group of men walk in. They all take a seat, and you make your way over to take their order.

"Hey darlin', you're a fine lookin' thing ain't ya?" A blond man laughs, but you scoff and roll your eyes. Another creep.

The black haired man furrows his brows; you recognise him as Dutch Van der Linde. "That was uncalled for." He says, slapping the back of the blondes head. Dutch looks back at you, you'd piqued his interest. "5 beers please."