All of a sudden, almost too sudden, Johnny shook out of whatever hold alcohol had over him as he learned that the fine woman in red who just entered...was also the sheriff. So now the sheriff and the deputy were in the same bar as him. The sheer coincidence of it all.

"Well miss," Johnny replied in a now awakened stuper, "what is the point of money when you're around such fine folks. Fine, fine folks. This spare cash is what I've been using to get from the East to California-way. Got enough to blow from here to there, so why not!"

He turned to Rose, guessing that it was his turn to give him name. Giving his full name at this moment would be very, very stupid.

"And I am Johnny, Miss. Last name ain't nothing important honestly. Never done and never will do me no good. My pa was a right bastard and left me and my brother nothing but a useless last name. So just call me Johnny, Miss."