Re: Roy and Rose and Wally! and open!
When Rose and her fellow doves walked into the Saloon, they were immediately accosted by men -- wanting to buy them drinks, dance with them, be entertained for the evening. A few sharply dressed fellows in bowler hats tipped their hats to Rose as she strolled up to the bar.
"Well, if it ain't Ravishin' Rosie Ravager," one man said as they moved aside for her. She smirked a bit because well -- if the name fit...
She was dressed in the typical attire of woman in her position: a silk and lace navy and silver corset with sleeves, matching undergarments, stockings and bright orange garters holding up twin Bowie knives. She got Effie's attention and spoke briefly to her about opening up a tab and ordered herself a whisky and soda.
Sitting herself at the bar as she waited, she noticed the two red headed men who'd come in to the city earlier in the day. The one who'd been carrying a body with him and his two companions she was more interested in since she really just wanted to know who that body used to be and what sort of reward had been offered up for it. The other, the loudmouth... he looked like the type whose heart would start racing and he'd start stammering if he encountered a lady like her (he'd asked for a glass of milk for Pete's Sake). Which could prove to be very amusing...
She pulled out a cigarette and turned to them with a sly grin as she held it out: "Gotta light?"