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Darkpoet then walked out the back of the saloon, and over to the stables. Where he left a large crate, marked BT. The he went back to the saloon, for another beer.

Hearing the deputy's warning, Gigi glanced over at Waverly, who had passed out at the bar, and chuckled, then looked around for someone else to talk to.
At that moment, the stranger she had just spoken of came in through the back of the saloon. She sashayed over, wondering what useful tidbits she might pick up.

Darkpoet saw a pretty woman walking his way, he tipped his hat up and smiled.

It wasn't difficult to find the source of the explosion. All Loner had to do was follow the smoke...straight to Doc Waverly's wagon. She laughed and considered simply leaving the mess there, to see the Doc's reaction when he found it...but she decided to be good, and went back to the saloon.

"DOC WAVERLY!" she shouted above the din, and he looked over, rolling his eyes when he saw her. She was grinning from ear to ear.

"You need to come with me," she said, still on the verge of laughter. "There's something you need to see..."

Gigi smiled winningly. "You got time for a drink, cowboy?"

"Well now that's what I like to hear. Barkeep, give this pretty woman anything she wants. MY my, you are a pretty lady."

Gigi took a seat, and ordered a whiskey. She lowered her voice. "You don't think I don't know who you are, do you? You gotta lotta nerve, coming to this town. You wanna watch out for that new deputy, she's a sharp one from what I hear... and I hear an awful lot..." she said, with a meaningful look.

Looking at Gigi. "What else have you heard about me? Or anyone else? I'll pay you for the information."

Gigi glanced around. "This ain't the place for such talk. You come see me in my dressing room after the show tonight, I might have something for you... Run along now, better not keep that young lady waiting too long... Oh, and thanks for the drink, cowboy."

Darkpoet watched her leave, he always hated it, when the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. He figured that Ms.T, knows more than she told him.

Smiling to herself, Gigi decided it might be a good idea to leave before Doc Waverly regained his senses, and stepping gingerly through the shattered glass on the floor, she walked from the saloon to the theatre to prepare for that evening's performance.

Kramo, waited in Gigi's dressing room for her to get back.

Gigi sneaked in the back door of the theatre, making sure to avoid her boss, Gwalchmai. There was no sign of him as she closed her dressing room door. She breathed a sigh of relief, and then froze as a voice spoke behind her.

"Hello Gigi, or should I say Georgi. Still selling information to the highest bidder? I thought you learned your lesson in Waco. So tell me anything new happening here?"

B.T. Dubya grabs the crate marked BT in the stables and leaves a note in it's place.

Taking the backway out of the stables...he loads the crate up and with a crooked smile rides back to his hideout.

"It ain't nice to sneak around in a lady's dressing room, y'know. And you know as well as I do, marshall, there's always a market for information." Georgi poured two shots of whisky and perched herself daintily on Kramor's lap. He took a glass. "Sure, it's a real shame how it worked out in Waco... maybe things'll be different here..." she whispered in his ear.

In the shadows, Darkpoet watched B.T. leave with his cargo. He smiled, then he thought, it would be nice to see the show. Darkpoet headed over to the theater.

OOC:Hmm,it looks like the Sheriff is mostly up for the night shift

The sheriff has been,uh,pretty sick for the past few days(did someone say,love sick?? ).Stepping out from the shack he called home ( ), he noticed that there was a huge crowd gathering at the saloon nearby."Hmm,must be one of those nights where Gigi's performing.Better go check on things before they get...messy as usual ," Brink thought.

As he approached the saloon,he noticed a shadow lurking near the window of Gigi's dressing room."Looks like she's got herself a fan boy who can't control his hormones," Brink chuckled to himself,"Still,I'd better make sure that she's safe."With that,the sheriff decided to follow the shadow.......

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Kramo picked up the whiskey, looking at the glass.
"Georgi, the last time I had a drink with you. I woke up with a headache, out in the middle of the desert, in my shorts. Are you playing things straight, or should I let the deupty know about you?"

Georgi resisted the urge to laugh. "You're not still mad about that are you? C'mon, you know what a good team we make..." She fluttered her eyelashes. "I have the utmost respect for the law, you know that. Why, only earlier I was warning that nice new deputy about Darkpoet... Y'know, I get the feelin' he'll be down here later, just like you..."