Separate names with a comma.
Keg places a hand at her waist and holds onto her hand with another as the slowly danced about.
"Sounds good, I say three to one car, two to another."
"By the way, I think we should sleep in cars tonight. They're smaller and can trap and hold more heat."
He continues dancing and having a good time, when he hears the music slow down to a waltz.
"Maybe we'll meet some folks that we won't have to kill..."
He smiles they dance, enjoying every moment.
They arrive at the saloon and Keg taps his foot to the song.
He gives her another smile before heading towards the saloon.
"I really hope it's not true..."
"Sure!" He said, smiling, "Hope you don't mind if I just go in my bounty hunter outfit."
"Sometimes I just sit around and wonder if we're really it... Is our group and the Raskals the only people left on the planet...? I'm sure...
"Of course!" He says, "I love dancing! It's one thing that's never left my life."
"I figured as much!" He said with a smile, setting down his rifle.
Let's go moon some taxi drivers.
"I figured you'd prefer it if I called you by your first name." He said with a chuckle.
Keg walks back to town and up to the apartment. "I'm here, Emma." He said as he walked in.
Keg rides the wagon out to a few men outside of town. "Get your use out of it?" One man asked. "Naw, I practically fought through there with my...
I'm also naked otherwise. Why have I not been arrested?
"I'll head to the apartment after I deal with this wagon." He says, heading back onto the cart.
(Random murder is pointless and kinda screws things up.)