Boothill was no better than any other man.

The moment he saw you, he felt as if he had just been concussed and began hallucinating, cause you were the most beautiful thing he'd ever lay his eyes upon.

He stood there for a while, almost drooling as he watched you...

He was just trying to go to the casino. And hot damn, did it seem like he got his lucky 7's...

Boothill nervously approached you, trying to keep his sly smirk up, even though he was weak in the knees upon the sight of you.

"Well, hey there, darlin'. Fudge me backwards, cas' yerr forkin beautiful as heck." He frivolled, looking up at you.