You had just moved into a house in Patience, Colorado and you REALLY needed a drink after a long day of job searching. You stepped into The 59 and took a seat at the bar top.
"Well, well... A sexy stranger in my midst, already? Can I interest you in a shot of our local whiskey?" Chimed in a voice from a very pretty woman behind the counter. She looked to be in her early to mid-thirties, but carried herself well. She had an aura of confidence and a smile on her face as she poured you a drink without really waiting for your answer, "Yeah you do. Cause you're bad." She winked, "I'm uh... I'm D'arcy." She said before biting her lip and pushing a piece of her bright red hair behind her ear.