Jesse was already deep in the fight. He'd jumped up as soon as he'd seen the first fist swung, ready for action. It'd been a good long while since he'd last had a good physical fight like this. And even longer since his last bar fight. He was happy to get into the mix.
He was finishing pounding on a guy in a cowboy hat and denim. The kind of guy who hasn't ever seen a ranch in his life and hadn't used his truck for anything better than mudding. The sort of guy who liked to talk big and didn't know when to shut up. Just the sort of guy that Jesse liked to teach lessons to.
He was backing up, looking for another partner when he bumped into somebody else. Swinging around quickly to defend himself as needed, he saw a big smile, one not unlike his own.