"'Fraid not." drawled Kate when he asked if she was gonna buy him another one. "Don't flatter yerself, I was jus down thataways and thought I spotted yer drunken gait."
"Careful now, that tone could almost be misconstrued as jealousy." She chuckled softly and the horse moved forward, Kate at complete ease on it. "How come you always think I'm after somethin' e'rytime I cross yer path?"