"Er. I was told to come here, for some reason?" The girl who entered the saloon crossed her arms, obviously annoyed by... Well, something. "I don't know why, I know what I'm doing." She muttered while rummaging around in her pockets. Oh, her skirt had pockets? How neat! "Apparently I need to buy sand, even though there's sand everywhere in the desert. I'm not gonna ask questions. No one listens."
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