Jack downs a shot of whiskey at the saloon, then walks out into the street to await his arch-nemesis.

Here’s the chance to redeem myself: I accept.

Since I’m yellow, though, you get the first shot. I’m not even sure if we figure my Quick Draw; the rules seem a bit unclear on that detail to me.

Jack notes that Aaronwinborn left his shot of Whiskey undrunken on the bar, and thinks that this will be quick.  He takes aim against his yellow opponent and doesn’t miss… his thigh.  [DICE2:1]  He seemed to have not taken into account Aaronwinborn being five feet taller than him.  Anyway, he grabs his wallet and takes out a grand total of… $35?  [DICE1370:35]  The varmit seemed to have stashed his money somewhere else.  Jack stalks off grumpily…