In the cold night in the bayou, Arthur and Javier were running away from some O’Driscoll’s that found them. They decided to hide in a little house.

They went inside, to find the sight of a beautiful woman cutting some vegetables. Javier’s eyes widened, he couldn’t believe an American woman could be as beautiful as Mexican woman. Arthur took his revolver in his hand and spoke. “Hey ma’am! We have to hide in your house, just keep quiet alright?”