Beau was making his routine walk through the saloons talking to the bartenders when he recognized McFadden from his picture on the wanted poster.There...was a small problem, McFadden was seated at a table with four other men, and they all seemed to be good friends. Shit! Five men were just too many to fight all at the same time. Beau decided to try the ploy he had used before of waiting for his man to visit the jakes and take him there. This seemed like a workable plan, so Beau bought a Mexican. "The paperclip showed a smug self-satisfied smile. "That's whyI'm here." So... What _can_ you tell me?" Well, I can tell you how to use the drawers right there andthe bathroom door and the faucets in the--" I already know how to use that stuff. You gonna tell meanything useful?" Um... Such as?" Such as, how I got in here, and why I'm a girl, and how I getout of here--" Well, you're here because you're highly valued..." Highly valued for _what_?" Development! That's what he wants, developers.. .. you'll see a call bell on the table beside your bed ... or you could just shout ... and I or a colleague will be here in a moment. Is there anything we can get for you now, though?"I stared at him suspiciously ... his easy use of my own language actually increasing my feelings of vulnerability ... and I did not know how to react. I was frightened, of course, and also, I realised, extremely hungry ... but mainly I wanted to know what was going on. Who were these people, where was I, what did. ‘Aww. You think I actually liked you. Cute and inexperienced.’ She ruffled his hair with her fingers and left the room. Confident that she had another vote, she sought out Jeremy to pay her weekly fee. The Fallout Gwen had been watching Drew for much of the morning. He seemed to be in a funk. He was avoiding all eye contact with everyone in the house as he shuffled from place to place. At one point, she found him curled in a ball on the couch. When she tried to talk to him, he insisted on.