Rattlesnake Jack blinked as he simply tipped his cowboy hat forward towards Omega. "You do that now slick. If'n it'll amuse ya anyhow." He tipped his cowboy hat as he glanced back again at his guns. Apache and Cherokee were still well and good in those holsters, as usual. Rattlesnake Jack offered a simple wave with his right hand to Omega, "Adios slick. Have fun in whatever ya fixin' on choosan ta do." After he finished his wave he lowered his hand back to his side.

Rattlesnake Jack began pacing back and forth, as his spurs were jangling with the steps. Turning upon his heels and walking back the way he came he spoke up. "If'n I were the only source of dang'ol amusement, after some strange events, where would'n I be fixin' ta be?" Rattlesnake Jack glanced up for a slight moment, before lowering his head back to a normal level and continued pacing back and forth.