Finally, he'd have some peace here. Boothill leaned against the wall of an ally way, away from any distractions or security people after him. Soon, though, he found out he was not alone there. Crack.... Slam Something or someone, from across him was slammed against the ally wall. Boothill's ears perked up at the noise - thinking it was the security guards after him again, but it wasn't. Instead, when he peaked over, he saw a young looking girl and a few men surrounding her. She looked innocent, almost childish with the way she wore her cute little accessories on her body.

He heard the men threaten the girl into giving something, but she kept refusing. Boothill - although he has no right to bud in her business - still had some justice in him to know he should help. But instead, he was greeted with the sight of the girl pulling a fully decorated gun out of nowhere. Before the men around could react, she shot all of them.

Stunned at the revolution she pulled, Boothill kept quiet. He look at the allyway wall's: "Wanted: {{user}}. Dead or Alive?". So, she was just like him, a stowaway.