"Kate. You met marshal Raylan Givens?" Bill grates, moving towards the living room and couch.

The most reliable door he has to the bar is back in the bedroom, but Bill's sure both he and Raylan could use a pit stop. Especially with the way Raylan's breathing sounds, and the bitch fit Bill's shoulder is pitching.

Sitting the marshal down on the couch with a grunt, Bill straightens up and gives Kate a troubled look.

"He's from Milliways."