Harley was cursing out the men as they went, running, laughing, and even taking one more out with her bat as she ran by him. She looked absolutely thrilled and doubled over with laughter as soon as they were through the door.
"Oh, Babsy! The look on your face was amazin'!" She took a breath and stood up, drinking from the bottle still in her hand and realizing as she did."My purse!" She frowned, staring at the empty arm where it had been hanging before the saloon. "Well...fuck."
It wasn't the end of the world, but it was disappointing.
"Should we go again?" Sure, she was tipsy and they'd nearly died...again...but that had never slowed Harley down in the past. Plus, she was starting to like this Barbara. The girl had guts.