Annie returned with the drinks Diego had asked for, taking quick notice of the blonde that he hadn't taken his eyes off of since seeing her. The saloon girl placed the shots down in front of the men before walking back to her usual spot behind Diego. She wasn't dumb, she could smell some sort of chemistry between them, maybe even some history. She had been enamored with Diego since his arrival, his stories of Saint Denis and his lifestyle gave her vicarious illusions of grandeur. She would keep a watchful eye on the one Diego called 'Ruby'.

	How could Diego forget that quick wit of hers, the way her eyes lit up when she smart-mouthed him. The large fellow at the table was apparently her uncle, or at least that's what she claimed, whether he would believe in that had yet to be determined, circumstances given. Diego kept dealing, "I had business there when I found myself in a situation, Ruby was generous enough to lend her expertise and ensure my time in Blackwater was much more accommodating. I come from Saint Denis though, that is where the majority of my business is, that's home." he finished, giving an embellished smile towards Ruby.

	Diego put his cards down after putting his chips in the middle, Arthur had spend his time listening to Diego and looking back and forth between the two trying to read what was really going on, "So, Ruby, is your uncle playing for sport or on account of the money you owe me?" He asked, holding his cards in one hand as he picked up his shot of whiskey, raising it at the blonde.

	"To memories returned." he smirked and toasted.