You were sitting in a saloon, drinking your whiskey, when a man opened the front door with his leg. Kinda loud. The man in a cowboy hat and in long leather coat looked mysterious and intimidating. He slowly walked to the bar. Your eyes glanced at his waist, there was a hidden gun, but you wasn't new for those kind of things. As he sad down, you returned to your drink Tequila shot You heard him saying to the bartender.