Club Discordia, Sin's After Hours

[Doc Holliday]

Another sip of grog. Doc was good and loose. In control but loose.
"You need not thank me, Senorita," he said with a soft smile, "treat people right and they'll return the gesture, well, most of the time." He thought of Gallic Royals before the "well."
"As I've told so many, I don't care who you are, who you're affiliated with or what side of the law you walk. You show courtesy, respect and I'll do what I can to help and if I can't directly, I'll find someone who can."
He then leaned forward, "And you can't make someone feel old that doesn't feel old themselves," he joked before sitting back.
He looked at her for a moment as he re-filled his glass and then hers, "Do give it time. That special someone will show up. You're an attractive woman, Senorita. A lot of men would jump at the chance to be with you."

He thought a moment, holding his glass on the table, "You know, we've gone through family, kids, history and who knows what else. What I haven't told you is what I have in mind to try and treat you with. Have you ever heard of Nanites?"
He took a sip. Putting the glass down, he put up a hand, "please just never ask where I got them."

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