log: A STRANGER RIDES IN...

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Who: Arthur and OPEN
Where: The saloon and around town
When: First day of the breach and onwards
Warnings: Will update if necessary.

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[Mrs Cobb isn't going inside the saloon at all, but she's passing by en route from having just bought a gun from Mr Slater. She's got the wrapped package clutched tightly to her chest and she's trying to look much, much calmer than she actually is. It's only mostly working.]

[I'd say "post" or "rail", maybe?]

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[Well, well, well.

Well.

Arthur stops in his tracks, looking back at the approaching woman. His mouth quirks into a charming, playful smile as he tips his hat.]

Afternoon, ma'am.

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[At first Mrs Cobb doesn't even realize she's being spoken to. People have been kind to her since Leonard died, but often it seems as if their gazes skip right over her, as if they don't want to talk for too long lest bereavement be catching somehow. Then she glances up and sees the handsome stranger smiling at her and she actually skids to a stop in confusion.]

...Afternoon.

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[He pulls his hat off.] Might I ask what such a nice lookin' lady's doing unaccompanied on a day like this?

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[Mrs Cobb blushes right up to her hairline.]

You're very forward, sir.

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[He takes that as a good sign and keeps up with the charm.] Well, I always say we only live once, might as well do it right. Makes it easy to speak from the heart.

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[She gets even more flustered at that and can't think of anything to say for a moment, and finally blurts out:]

I was doing my shopping for the day.

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Your shopping? [He looks at the package.] I take it you're on your way home now? If you ever need an escort... [He offers his hand for a formal introduction.] Arthur Black. [The first name's real. The last, not so much.]

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[She straightens up then, going a little cooler, a little harder-if only to show this smooth handsome fellow that she's not going to be taken in so easily, no sir. She does offer her hand, but it's clear from her manner that there's no more coming. For now.]

Mrs Cobb. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr Black. Will you be in town long?

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[That doesn't stop him from kissing her hand in greeting. He's that charming, Mal.]

Mrs? [He puts his hat back on his head and touches a hand to his heart.] That's a shame if I ever heard one. [But he doesn't seem to fazed.] I'm just passing through, unless I find something to stick around for. Heading further west.

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[And maybe she doesn't quite pull her hand away as quickly as one might have expected. Her gaze drops slightly.]

I'm a widow, sir. [She indicates her clothes.] Surely the ladies back east aren't all wearing widow's weeds for the looks? [It's almost a joke. Maybe the charm is having an effect after all.] I'd better know, since I'm to be heading back that way myself soon. [And she doesn't look or sound thrilled by the prospect.]