Archie popped hushed back into the saloon for a moment to make sure they weren't being watched before turning to the clearly annoyed Rose, his eyes glinting. "Do you believe in miracles, Madam Rose?" he asked, taking a few tentative steps towards her but taking a step back after noticing how close he had gotten, "I believe in miracle and it just so happened that a 10,000 dollar miracle is sitting shit-faced in your saloon," Archie leaned in and whispered into her ear, "Care to make an agreement?" 

He wasn't going to shoot a man dead in the business of another person, for two reasons, he'd probably get shot in the process and Rose would get pretty damn pissed, "All I need you to do is make the saloon very loud and I'll cut you a nice big piece of that 10,000 I mentioned."