Jan 19, 2022
"Mornin' sir." Rachel greets the tailor outside the post office astride her midnight black steed. She'd seen him around at the saloon she typically frequented. He seemed pretty close with the bartender, there. She'd been meaning to take a stop by his shop if the local reviews were anything to go by. "Looks like you've got quite a heavy shipment right there. Need a helpin' hand?"
Neck craning to properly look the deputy in the eye, he tilted his hat in greeting "Good morning Deputy, you've got a good eye. This months shipment is rather heavy. I was just pondering the ways I could try and transport it over to my shop" tapping the top of the box he continued "It would certainly be rude of me to refuse such a generous offer"