"Ah. You must be one of those new arrivals." Adjusting his hat and snuffing out his cigar against his robotic palm, McCree tucked it away in his pocket. It would still be good for later.
He held out his human hand to the other man. Might as well help him up from the soggy spot he was stewing in.
"Madison Valley. Indiana if I'm remembering correctly. Guess I'm yer welcomin' committee rather than the normal folk. I'll try'n give ya the rundown. Bit odd, but I suppose if you were in the lake like that? Odd things ain't new to you, hmm?"