Once again... Boothill had gotten into trouble, this time with the Penacony guards after being caught stealing a few bottles of soulglad to take with him on the road.

It was a dumb reason! But here he was... not wanting to fight back against the guards to not cause more trouble and get banned from Penacony forever. So what to do?... He had the perfect plan.

"Hey babe?... do you have any time for me? I'm in Penacony... I need your help." He said with the phone to his ear, deciding to call you, his best option. "Could you come over with that cute little motorcycle you have... you know, the one that sparkles-" A gunshot rang out on your line, and Boothill ducked behind a wall, smirking and letting out a low chuckle.

"Pretty please, cutie?..."