She hadn't really anticipated he'd listen. As they cross the boardwalk in noticeable silence, she sizes him up from the corner of her eye.
Her answering curtsy when he opens the door, too, isn't in the least salty.
This will be interesting.
"Howdy."
"Good afternoon," says Kate, her voice soft and prim. The shopkeeper is a round-faced man with rosy complexion and a drastically receding hairline. He speaks in a thick Texas drawl. "The gentleman would like to purchase some tobacco."
"Chewin', pipe, papers 'r cigar?" the man grins. "We got Long Nines, Pastes, Twofers, Half Spanish..."
Kate tugs off her gloves and glances up at Gene while the shopkeeper rambles on.
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Her answering curtsy when he opens the door, too, isn't in the least salty.
This will be interesting.
"Howdy."
"Good afternoon," says Kate, her voice soft and prim. The shopkeeper is a round-faced man with rosy complexion and a drastically receding hairline. He speaks in a thick Texas drawl. "The gentleman would like to purchase some tobacco."
"Chewin', pipe, papers 'r cigar?" the man grins. "We got Long Nines, Pastes, Twofers, Half Spanish..."
Kate tugs off her gloves and glances up at Gene while the shopkeeper rambles on.