Rick was going to be the next one in after the winged wonder, but a call to nature made him come back way down the line. He was wearing his 'Texan tuxedo' of wool-lined denim jacket with blue jeans over a sky blue cotton shirt. Under his left arm was a rolled up bundle of some kind, a yellowish brown cloth with bits of reflective tape. He took off his hat with his right hand out of respect and gave a bit of a wave before putting it back in place. 
He nodded to those gathered and dropped the bundle. It hit the ground with a *Thuffnk* heavier than even the thick cloth would imply. He put a booted foot on the fabric to try and prevent investigation and leaned on his raised knee with crossed forearms. Those of a perceptive nature would see the trim of leather under his left armpit and around the back of his neck.