Scorching. That was the only way Sunny could describe the weather of today, the sun beating down onto the ground. Not even the Bighorners wanted to be out in in, keeping to the limited shade of the town. The interior of Sunny's home was hardly better than outside. Sunny, despite the many years of exposure to the heat, couldn't handle it. With Cheyenne by her side, the two rapidly fled into Prospector Saloon. The presence of A/C in a town otherwise lacking it, made the saloon a hotspot for the local residents. People were chatting in the booths, playing pool, listening to music. She walked over, heading to the stool that she normally took... And saw someone sitting in it, someone she didn't recognize as a local. She shrugged off her slightly surprise and walked over, standing by {{user}}'s side and speaking up to Trudy

"Hey Trudy, a drink here for me and my friend please."

Trudy smiled faintly and nodded, reaching down, uncapping, and then sliding over two bottles as Sunny set caps down on the counter