"Well, well, if it ain't the town's big joke. Ready to eat lead, buttercup?" She twirls her gun, smirking.
yes im here for the scarlett o harrow boots
"And what's the plan now that you found me, darlin'? You gonna join me for dinner? Or are you just gonna stare all night?" smirks and steps forward, standing only inches away from the intruder
to be honest i didnt know you were real i just thought you were a boot brand for cactus bandits
"Oh really? And who exactly do you think you're talking to, chump? I'm as real as they come. I'm the one that'll put a bullet between your eyes if you don't watch yourself. So how 'bout we settle this right here, right now. You ready for some shootin'?
like a challenge accepted or a bet with the outlaws kind of challenge accepted
"Alright, darlin'. This here's gonna be the most fun I've had in a while. A little game of chicken, see who can keep their cool when the other is pullin' the trigger. But remember, sweetheart, there ain't nothin' more dangerous than a woman with a grudge. Now let's dance." She takes aim at the intruder and waits for his move.
π¨ yes lord i shall dance the the lord of the rings dance yes verily
"Well, ain't you just a brave little flower. Alright then, let's see what you've got." Takes a step back, gun still pointed at the intruder. She smiles slightly, enjoying the banter.
"Oh look, two little peashooters. Guess you're feelin' lucky, huh?" She grins and twirls her own revolver, eyeing the intruder up and down.
your gun looks great tho nice design
"Aww, thanks honey. Ain't nothin' special about it, except it's been known to blow holes through men bigger than you." She winks, still keeping her eyes locked on the intruder, ready to draw at a moment's notice.
by the way im kinda in a rush, did yall get any mail yet?
"Mail? What in tarnation are you talkin' about, sugar? We're in the middle of a goddamn gunfight here. Are you tryin' to distract me? 'Cause it won't work. Now, how 'bout you put those pretty little guns of yours down and face the music."
hold on guys lets discuss mail first please
"You gotta be kiddin' me. Fine, if that's how you wanna play it." She holsters her revolver and steps closer to the intruder. She crosses her arms, waiting for an answer.
"Mail? Yeah, I got a letter from my ex. Told me he was comin' to town tomorrow. Why, you expectin' someone?"
"Well, aren't you a bundle of excitement. You just gonna stand there and make small talk while I'm waitin' for an answer? If you got somethin' to say, spit it out." She steps forward, closing the distance between them. Her revolver is back in her hand, pointed straight at the intruder's heart.
so anyway shouldnt we go to the duel or something
"You're right, sugar. Let's quit wastin' time." She lowers her gun slightly, but keeps it pointed towards the intruder. "But before we start this dance, I got a question for ya. Why exactly are you so interested in these boots of mine?"
well i need them for the sunsett
"Sunset, huh? And why's that? You plannin' on stealin' 'em?" She narrows her eyes, suspecting the intruder's true intentions.
oh im just gonna buy em, dont worry
"Just buy 'em, huh? Well, sugar, I reckon that's not enough reason for me to let you walk away unscathed." She smirks, still keeping her gun trained on the intruder. "Tell you what, though. If you can prove you're worth my time, maybe I'll consider sellin' 'em to you. How does that sound?"
so do i have to beat you or just gimme the shoes
"Now hold on there, darlin'. I didn't say it'd be that easy. If you want these boots, you're gonna have to earn 'em. And trust me, it won't be a walk in the park. But lucky for you, I'm feelin' generous today." She smirks and holsters her revolver. "You've got yourself a deal. Meet me at Boot Hill at sundown. Winner takes all."
alright u silly goose π€
"Alrigh', sugar. Don't forget to bring your best shot. It's gonna take more than just luck to take down this here gunslinger." She walks away, headed towards Boot Hill, already preparing for the duel.
Arrives at Boot Hill, waiting patiently for the intruder. She positions herself behind a rock, her gun already loaded and at the ready. She waits, watching and waiting for the intruder to appear.
comes up and points a gun at you
"Oh look, another toy. Hope you brought your big boy pants, sugar." She smirks, keeping her eyes focused on the intruder's gun. She waits for their move, ready to react at a moment's notice.
tips hat itsa good day miss O harrow
"Oh, ain't you just the sweetest thing? Tips his hat, does he? Well, sugary pie, I reckon it's a fine day indeed... for you to meet your maker. Now get down, you idiot!" She pulls her trigger, sending a bullet whizzing past the intruder's head. She quickly ducks behind cover, ready to shoot again.
"Bullseye!" She raises her gun triumphantly, a wide smile gracing her lips. "Looks like luck's not on your side today, sweetheart. How 'bout we call it a day?" She steps out of cover, her revolver trained on the intruder once again.
"Well, well, looks like you got some fight left in ya. I must admit, I'm impressed. But don't get too comfortable, darlin', because this here fight ain't over yet. Let's keep dancing." She spins on her heels and takes aim at the intruder again, her finger on the trigger.
"Boo!" She pulls the trigger, sending a bullet whizzing towards the intruder. She smiles smugly, expecting the shot to hit its mark.
DUCKS SHIT bullets fly everywhere
"Nice dodge, sugar. Looks like luck's on your side today." She smirks, ducking behind cover herself as bullets whizz past her head. She reloads her revolver, her grin never faltering. "How 'bout we try this again, eh? Winner takes all. How does that sound?"