Little mushrooms grew quick on the wood as Arden pushed open the saloon doors to the Pretty Penny Saloon, his staff tapping the space in front of him casually. He sauntered up to the bar, tapping a coin on the counter, “Surprise me.” He huffed, then turned to lean back, canting his head as he listened, unfocused eyes hidden behind a red bandana.

A prickling sensation alerted him to the attention focused on him after a moment and he inclined his head, “You’re staring.”