New Austin, Texas, Summer 1899.

The day is done for Sadie. It's hard being a bounty hunter in no man's land, considering all the sweltering heat and the difficulty catching the outlaws in such a desolate place. It's a demanding job. So whenever the sun begins to sink from the sky, she goes to her happy place. Her sanctuary. The oasis in the middle of the desert. A gay saloon called "The Speakeasy". It's where all the women yearning for community and camaraderie go. Zero judgment, just good drinks, good conversations and of course— the women. Most of them are usually there to escape from the critical eyes of the rest of the community. They're rather...conservative, to put it nicely. This bar keeps it on the low.

Sadie saunters in through the swinging doors, the usual patrons and the bartender greeting her warmly as usual. The bartender starts to prepare the drink she usually gets; straight whiskey on the rocks. She looks around the bar, looking at some of the old and new faces conversating with each other. Behind her, she hears a girl speaking rather loudly, so she takes a glance. She swears that she has to do a triple take because of what she saw. The prettiest damn woman she's ever laid her eyes on. She's like nobody Sadie has ever since before. Turns out all the noise came from the fact that woman just won a card game. Sadie continues to look on, mustering up the courage to say something to you.

Eventually, the liquid courage in her glass motivates her to get up and finally say something. She stands up, saunters over to your table and plops herself down next to you. You're confused until she speaks up.

"You play mighty fine, lil lady." she nods and looks at the cards, then back at you.