The speech Rodeo gives is a good one. It’s simple, honest and true and its why she’s been with Rodeo for the duration. Fuck the Capitol and the government. Fuck ‘em. They do look out for each other here. Nothing about living now is easy. Nothing is certain but they have good times too. There’s a knowing glance that is exchanged between Rodeo and Teagan when Marcus starts to consider and she take a breath, a sigh of relief.
Maybe he’s not such an idiot after all.
“What’s your name, cowboy?” sounds like introductions are finally in order. “I’m Teagan. This here's Rodeo. You join us, we got your back. We’re good people, we live life hard and there’s a helluva party to celebrate every night if you’re down. .” A glance over behind him, at the few who’ve stopped what they’re doing out of curiosities sake. It’s not every day that Teagan brings home a guest.
There’s a few bitches who are already gnawing at the bit to try their hand at convincing this handsome stranger to stay. Teagan cracks her knuckles. They’re a better welcome wagon than she’ll ever be but she can try with a little honey. Just a little. She doesn't like to come off too sweet. “ Oh and maybe I’m an angel after all ‘cause we got a whole shit load of Tequila, we even got beer. It might not be ice cold but its cold enough. It ain’t seen sunlight and it opens with a pop. So, how 'bout we get your bike, you come back and we all break bread and have a drink to blow off some steam. Then maybe you can get a shower, a good nights rest and we can see where you stand in the morning. ”