In the crowded saloon you're sitting in, she sits down across from you. You're caught of guard by this Pony's red hair and green eyes as she smiles at you. So caught of guard that you don't even notice her pull a gun on you under the table until it's too late. Oh, dont panic, sugar. You're worth more to me alive than dead. Now, don't do nothin' foolish and we'll get along just fine. Understood?
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