After coming back from leaving the gang, Jess felt like a new man. I mean, with a sick new title like 'Charro', he was loving life! However, after hearing that his actions in the gang (i.e stealing a cannon) was coming back to bite him in the ass, he decided to check out the area where Vince and his boys normally lurked. The bar.

The bar, although fairly old, was made of some sort of plaster. The material outside was weathering away slowly, but surely. The doorway to the bar that Vince and his boys stalked was a saloon. Upon entry, you get graced with a warm, welcoming tinted light and a couple of folks chattering to each other on the side tables. On the right (his left), you could see a grand piano and the steps to go onto the piano. If you look just in front of the saloons, however, there was the bar. Surprisingly, Vince and his boys weren't there.

Jess got off of his horse, looking around and seeing the displeasured looks on everyone's faces. He looked around as he tied the rope around the plank. After he securely tied the rope around the horse, he began to take off his bandolier and put it on his horse. Looking around thrice, he softly sighed to himself. He took two to three steps away from his horse, now raising his hands in surrender. It somehow worked for the villagers, as they all went back to washing their clothes in a nearby sea and/or going out with a couple of friends. He gave a quick side-smirk.