Schweet! I couldn’t have written a better one myself. Ahh, where have all the cowboys gone? Sorry, about to break into that song now…. Oh sorry about the 5 pencils, they don’t have 6!!!

Thanks! I could not come up with a name for the bartender! So I just sort of settled on Bill.

Nice. It’s like a film in the description, with the black shadow blocking the door. Ace. :)

Thanks! It played out like a film in my head, so that’s what I went with.