The racket won't die down for a little while yet — cussing, grumbling, muttering; men collecting their coin and settling their tabs — but the violence has passed.

X and Kate get incredulous looks, but no one seems dumb enough to try anything with a pair who already shut them down so quickly and so efficiently.

Kate re-holsters her gun, and gives X a nod.

"What — "

Turning at the voice, she spies Carl still behind the bar, gaze going back and forth between the women.

"What was it y'said you did again?"

Kate, without missing a beat, answers.

"We break horses."