Giligan may not have seen the stranger's face through the helmet but he was sure that underneath the helm, the lawman was smiling at the barkeep when he described how he dealt with the intruder. The dwarf had a no-nonsense attitude towards outlaws. He respected that. He then goes to take a look at the round thing he slid towards him and the others to see. He recognized it to be a poker chip. Like the ones used in more organized establishments for gambling back West. But other than that fact, he had little else to share. It was around this time that he realized that the strange woman had introduced herself and her companion to him and the scaled woman that was seated in between them. Not wanting to be ruder than he was by not paying her any mind, the stranger uses a gloved hand to slightly raise the brim of his helmet up and down as if he were greeting someone with a wide-brimmed hat. [color=silver]"Howdy, Ms. Lei, Ms. Fera. I'm a lawman from a place West called Arizona. Doubt you've heard of it, though."[/color]