It might be a small town, but there were more and more out of towners arriving by the day, it seemed. Especially with Oktoberfedt, and the carnival in town. Ruby probably didn't look on edge, or even particularly alert, leaning at a bar with a large, plastic cup of beer in her hand and the occasional guy trying to buy her another. She just looked like she was people-watching.
Which she was. And she knew someone who was looking for a mark when she saw one.