Ricky laughed. "Don't mention it. Follow me." He started toward the saloon. When they arrived, few women greeted Ricky and Ray with soft smiles and bows.
Acon sat at the bar counter with a warm grin on her face. She had on a floofy crimson dress that showed off her shoulders and had long poofy sleeves. Her hair was done in a messy bun with pearl clips stuck in it.