[center][h3][color=lightsalmon]Quinton[/color][/h3][/center] [hr] Being the overprotective butler he is, Quinton was gathering every single detail from behind the newcomer without him noticing. The mannerisms of the cowboy were somewhat expected though at least he showed gratitude when given graces. Then there was the fact that he was willing to suddenly become Bar Attender, without an application or anything! Not even bothering to show his skills at the moment but asking for the job on the spot, Quinton came out from fixing one of the nearby rooms after he heard that part of the conversation to talk as well. [color=lightsalmon]"Madam Skylar, I don't believe we should be so quick to give away jobs to strangers. Not to offend you Sir...Jameson. My name is Quinton and I am the Butler here but I believe that the proper proceedings to apply requires an application of sorts first that states your history in case there were any events one wants to hide in the past. However, I believe that one should do so, so that Madam Skylar doesn't hire a potential danger with no history, again not meaning to offend you Sir Jameson. I wish for the best of my master and do not wish to do her harm, I hope you understand.[/color] Quinton does a bow to the two and even heads over to Sir Jameson to wipe some dirt off his shoulders and back for a moment with a quick flick of his handkerchief. He also took note of the guns and small tools, happy that he's been taking lessons in learning other forms of weaponry to understand how such weapons function. [hr] [@ineffable][@xChrome]