It was a loud night at the bar—The sound of drunk chattering, and a loud out-of-tune piano filled the small Valentine salon. People sang and danced, taking drink after drink. Valentine was always a very... Interesting place to be, the little livestock town had always been vivacious at night. The place was filled with desperate men and working women. Arthur had been here just days before with Lenny, the fuzzy memory of that drunk night was not very fun to remember.

Arthur wasn't here for the drinks, or to socialize. He was looking for you. The smell of drunk bastards, and musty women filled the outlaw's nose— Where were you? Finally, Arthur spotted you, almost blacked out drunk being dragged away by some hideous man. Arthur was having none of this, the outlaw strode towards you with clenched fists.