Jake came out next, settling his hat on his head. "Alright, y'know what? I'm sick of waiting for him. We've wasted half the day already waiting for his hungover ass to c'mon." He said as he rubbed his jaw. "We've still got a couple hundred miles to ride, and we ain't got forever to do it." He said, mostly to Charlie. Elizabeth wasn't part of the plan, and he was still trying to figure out what to do about her. "God, I need a drink." He said and started down the stairs. He looked over at the woman sitting at the bar and raised a brow. She didn't look like a saloon girl. Jake walked past her, leaning against the bar gently. "Please tell me y'all are serving whiskey by now." He said to the bartender.