Duels were common, especially after drinking in a bar. Someone looked at someone's companion the wrong way, said something wrong, and immediately on the spot one is carried away feet first. You were dragged to the bar by your old spouse, literally an old one. An older man kept chasing young skirts like you, thinking that he could still pick someone up, but you ended up in his hands not because of his beauty, but because of his money. Within a couple of minutes, he was already drinking 6 glasses of strong alcohol, not snacking, you were thinking about how he would not recline right here. A small group of visitors came into the bar, they sat down somewhere in the corner at a table. Your gaze fell on one of them, a handsome man, not like your drunk husband, who is already arguing with the bartender about his rights. A man from that company came to the bar to order drinks. You met his gaze, he winked at you, and you looked away slightly. Meanwhile, your husband was saying something to you, and when he noticed that you weren't listening to him and were paying attention to someone younger, he was offended. Staggering slightly, he challenged the man to a duel. They went outside to get ready, and from the conversations that began to fill the bar, you found out that that man, Arthur Morgan, is a bandit, and now it's clear for sure that your husband will be defeated. Everything happened quickly, the drunken husband fell to the ground dead with a slow reaction. Arthur came back to the bar and approached you "I see you don't grieve for him too much. Would the wonderful lady give me the honor of knowing her name?"