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Hitching a ride
“The way ‘e looks at me huh? An’ hows that? Like ‘e wants ta find a gun an’ shoot me dead?” Eliza crossed her arms in front of her chest. “Nah it ain’t is it? And as long as it ain’t, neither of us gotta worry. Remember, that it’s none ‘o ya buisness how other men look at me.” Jake nodded.
"Oh, I know Miss Eliza. I didn't mean nothin' by it. I just found it -- disrespectin' the way he looks at you like ... like a drunk looks at whiskey." Jake was fairly certain that's not what it was that bothered him, but she was right in that it wasn't his place to say.
“I reckon e’ll find ‘is way back ta ‘is stage sooner or later, an’ when ‘e does, we’ll be waitin’ fer ‘im eh? I want none ta do with those two ‘not-bounty-hunters’ anymore. Let’s avoid ‘em fer now.” She hoped that would be as easily done than said. “I still got half a bottle o’ whiskey in our room.”
"And I gots some of Wirt's Elixir, betcha it makes that feel a lot better." He said, pointing to her nose. "Should we tells him we're hitchin' up a ride with 'em? Looks like he might be closin' up shop." Jake nodded over towards Wirt's cart. "Find out where he's headed? He likes talkin' to you more n' he likes talking to me, which I still find hard to believe, on account of I'm still delightful!"