A stranger in a tan trench coat walks up to the bar. A peace maker is in a holster. His black boots are shiny. His button-up is crisp. He sits down. In a raspy voice, he speaks:
"Get me a French vanilla tea. Make it hot. And a pickle on the side. A 'Dill' pickle. I will kill if it ain't dill. It was a rough day. My cat attacked me. It was a wild beast. Its green eyes aglow. Scares the Jesus out of me. But I tamed it, with a box. Yeah, I am awesome..."