Snippet #2010083

Jethro was sitting at his workbench in his shop, cleaning a Lemat revolver for a customer which had also asked him to engrave the barrel with "Boo".
"Maybe he thinks it´ll help him scare away some outlaws." He mumbled, smiling. Business was slow today and so far the only other customer he´d had was some drunken rancher asking if he had a gun that could shoot, and hit, five coyotes at the same time. Jethro simply said no and pointed him in the direction of the Silver spur, knowing that the man would soon forget about that idea and want another drink.

He considered closing early and heading down to the Silver spur for some drinks and maybe some rounds of poker, but then quickly came to his senses again, realizing that it wouldn't be good for business and probably wouldn't be that much fun either since the saloon would probably be pretty empty at this time of day.
There had been some commotion earlier that day, some outlaw riding by closely followed by the marshal. He had also heard some shoots being exchanged but nothing mayor. A part of him hoped that at least one of them had stopped shooting because their gun had broken down on them, then they'd have to get them fixed and he would have something to do! But that was a long shot and even if that where to happen they probably wouldn't come to get it fixed until tomorrow, and by then he´d have something else to do.. But look on it from the bright side, he thought to himself, as soon as you done you can spend the rest of the day relaxing!

So as soon as he had finished engraving "Boo the LeMat" he started picking out the things he´d need from one of the shelfs on the wall, he wanted to make sure that he didn't need to go back inside once he´d sat down and started reading. He hesitated a bit over whether he should bring a bottle of whiskey or not, the shop still being open and all, but decided that one glass wouldn't hurt . He then when´t outside, sat down and started reading, occasionally taking a sip from the glass and looking down the main street.