just to pay me back that money, did you?
(turns to Kelly)
Kelly, meet my friend Paden.
Give the man a line of credit. He already owes the house thirteen bucks.
Kelly casts a wary, appraising glance over Paden, nods, and moves off.
You got a place to stay?
I just got to town.
Stella, we still got an extra room out back, don’t we?
It’s not in use at the moment.
Cobb comes around the end of the bar to stand next to Stella.
What brings you into my saloon?
Luck, I guess.
(cackles at this)
Good old Paden. I was hoping you’d changed your mind about the job.
You didn’t tell me you owned a saloon.
Cobb looks at Paden a long time and laughs.
That ain’t the half of it, friend.
He turns away, taking off his coat, and hangs it on a peg back there. When he turns back, rolling up his sleeves, our
eyes are drawn to the same thing as Paden’s: a shiny, silver sheriff’s star.
Welcome to heaven.