Let;s all get naked and jump into a pile....Josephine-Josey-sang drunkenly to herself. She was having a grand old time. Hadn't been drunk in years. It messed with her music and her head, but Dundee had talked her into matching shots of whiskey with him....Lessee, there was sumpin she wanted to tell him...what was it? She looked around the room and her eyes landed on York.

"Oh yeh, gotta warn Dundee about York."

As she tried to get up onto her feet, the room suddenly quieted. She glanced over at York, and saw him staring, transfixed, at the door. Then she realized the same was true of every man in the room as they stared in the direction of the swinging doors that led to the bright sunlight outside the bar. There stood this long, cold drink of water, backlit by the afternoon sun....