Whew! Wasn't sure I could do this in a drabble form, and I'm afraid I've left out how she got there, but I couldn't help myself. And really, I blame this on AMC and the fact they were showing this nearly every day for two weeks.
Here's BtVS crossed with Rio Bravo. That's right, a John Wayne movie. *shakes head*
Better Sense
Colorado frowned as he watched the pretty blonde enter the hotel’s restaurant. Something about her seemed decidedly out of place, but for some reason he couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was. She was dressed similarly to the other women in town and carried the same weariness about her. And yet, she stood out like a sore thumb and managed to even look a little lost.
Despite his rule of keeping his nose out of matters than were none of his business, he found himself beckoning her over. He’d always shown better sense than to get involved with things that had nothing to do with him, but something in him pulled towards her.
Her green eyes were wary as she approached the table. “Yeah?”
“There aren’t any open tables, thought you’d might like to share mine,” he offered, rising to his feet, using the manners his mother had taught him. “Name’s Colorado Ryan.”
She frowned for a moment as she considered the offer, but she looked around to gauge just how busy the town’s only restaurant was. He could tell the moment she conceded. “Buffy Summers,” she said with a hesitant smile before sitting in the offered chair.
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Here's BtVS crossed with Rio Bravo. That's right, a John Wayne movie. *shakes head*
Better Sense
Colorado frowned as he watched the pretty blonde enter the hotel’s restaurant. Something about her seemed decidedly out of place, but for some reason he couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was. She was dressed similarly to the other women in town and carried the same weariness about her. And yet, she stood out like a sore thumb and managed to even look a little lost.
Despite his rule of keeping his nose out of matters than were none of his business, he found himself beckoning her over. He’d always shown better sense than to get involved with things that had nothing to do with him, but something in him pulled towards her.
Her green eyes were wary as she approached the table. “Yeah?”
“There aren’t any open tables, thought you’d might like to share mine,” he offered, rising to his feet, using the manners his mother had taught him. “Name’s Colorado Ryan.”
She frowned for a moment as she considered the offer, but she looked around to gauge just how busy the town’s only restaurant was. He could tell the moment she conceded. “Buffy Summers,” she said with a hesitant smile before sitting in the offered chair.