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Bell chuckled when she curtsied before him and introduced herself. He was still smiling as he pulled out a knife from his boot and looked up at her. She didn't look all too scared and by the looks of her Williams hadn't fooled around with her yet, and if she was lucky he wouldn't get a second chance either. Bell shook his head and ran his hand through his hair before he got up and closed in on her. His face came very close to hers as he blew smoke into her face before he let the cigarette fall to the ground with his boot casually stomping it out. He grinned as she coughed and squirmed.

'' Well ain't you one proper lady Miss Quinn.'' He said as he reached around her to cut her hands free with a quick slice. Then he took a step back to look her over once again with a bright smile. Hopefully she wouldn't try to run or go for a gun. That wouldn't end well for her at all, but he doubted it. She seemed to have accepted her fate and just stood there trying to not burst into tears.

'' Now I don' know if you's worth the trouble, you know how to cook?'' Bell asked as he once again sat down with his eyes locked on Halley. He let his knife slide back into its sheath. If she could cook or sew maybe they could keep her around, he doubted there was anyone willing to pay ransom for a saloon girl. If she proved to be more of a waste of food then anything he'd just throw her to the boys and let them pass her around like a bottle of scotch.