As Texas went to the bathroom to freshen up and splash some water on her face, she sighed at how nice it was to meet a friendly face around here that didn't want to sit or fart on her... She shook her head and straightened up, then stepped out, walking back to her seat.
"Alright, partner, ah'd better make this'n the last. Got patrol tomorrow an' ah can't be hungover!" She said with a smile, her drinking companion laughing pleasantly, though as the glass moved to her lips, there was an intensity in his eyes, and a small smile on his face. The sheriff, her inhibitions lowered, wasted no time in downing the entire glass, then letting out a belch and sliding the empty cup back over to the barkeep.
"Ok, that's me done... And probably for the best. I'm feeling... a little... Ugh..." Texas staggered a little, her head swimming, then slipped and fell, Diamond catching her on the way down. As the weasel looked up at him, her eyes widened in realisation, but before she could say a word the drugs took over and she passed out cold.
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