Boogie smirked slightly. "Oh don't mind Ozzy, she just can't handle her liquor." He said as he stood up from the stool he was sitting on and started walking over to the two, putting his hands in his pockets nonchalantly. "Besides when someone starts asking about the sheriff they must have a real good reason and shouldn't be walking this side of town alone at this hour with anything that's good." He said as he reached the two. He offered her a smile. "So how about you come over to a bar, pull up a stool and I'll have Holly here fix you up a strong one that can help kick away some of those nerves of yours."