Rattlesnake Jack glanced at the magma bridge before shaking his head. "...Ain'tgoodide-" Rattlesnake Jack hiccuped as he rubbed his right temple. "...Aight, thiiiink itsh take two then." He stumbled a bit, as he reached back into his duster-coat. Rattlesnake Jack began humming a short tune, as he tapped his right foot. "Aha there we are." He said as he pulled out the M72 Law once more. 

Holding it in both hands he glanced around, "So, pardners, gotcha way up?"