Chewing on a chicken wing, having the table covered with empty beer cans and cigarettes, she looked a little puzzled and started thinking for a moment.
"You're not the Junker we catched a little earlier uh? No handcuffs and all." Picking a beer can, emptying it with a few gulps, making a satisfied face and turning her head at her guest again. "What can we do for you, Mr. Logan? I've been told that your recent.. work wasn't going so well. Maybe we should first off try to get a few more brothers out of the Prisons in Texas huh? But where are my manners. Please, have a seat." turning around for a moment, changing her facial expressions from friendly to angry while shouting at the Junker behind the counter "More beer!"