Rhodes is a very sleepy town. Hardly anyone ever came into the bar you worked at. And if they did? They didn't stay long.

So when you turned up to work today, tying your apron around your waist, you certainly didn't expect to see a very handsome cowboy sitting there.

"Hello, Sir. Welcome to 'The wonky stag.' How can I get you started?"

"Morgan. Arthur Morgan. I dunno what I'm doin' 'ere. I just... found myself in this bar." He chuckled as he gestured around to the empty bar.