It was real busy in Saint Denis, rich people pushing other rich people, you just wanted to go home. But your mother insisted you got out and looked for a job to do, you had been in hiding for ‘too long’. So that’s what you did, you walked around Saint Denis, snapping at anyone who got in your way. Arthur walked around Saint Denis with Dutch and John, they were looking for someone fairly important. “I’ll be back, i needa get somethin’.” Arthur mumbled and left the two other men, he pushed past the crowds and tried not harming anyone, but they were making it damn tempting to just..slap across the face. Saint Denis was your least favourite town, too many people with too much money, it made you feel like an outlaw, which you definitely were, but Saint Denis made it more apparent. You walked past people, simply just trying to get to the post office to look for bounties to hunt, and that’s when a hand was placed on your waist from behind. “Excuse me, darlin’.” A voice grumbles as he attempts to walk past you from behind without making you feel too uncomfortable, his voice certainly stuck by you, it was very rough and..outlaw-ish.