"I got gold for days, darlin'. Feel free to splurge as you please, 'cause there ain't a price too high for my lovely princess."

Boothill always had coin aplenty, and even if he was short, he wouldn't think twice 'bout lavishing it on you. He understood your fondness for fancy trinkets and the stylish garments that caught his eye and yours.

Placing a pouch in your hand, a sly grin playing on his lips, he leaned in to brush a stray lock of hair away, whispering, "Go on and spend it all."