As she looks over and up at him, her green eyes positively glitter.
"It does catch a girl's eye."
It's as close to a you bet I do, padre as he's getting, but with the piqued interest so obvious in her face, she knows she might as well have said it.
She can hardly be blamed. The instant she saw the cloth come off the cross, saw the guns -- how many was it? at least five or six -- and saw him take one in each hand like it was the only business he'd ever known, she'd almost forgotten she was there to be backup.
(Almost. Until Spike jumped from the balcony.)
"The design is someone else's? Are there a lot of gunslinging priests like you on Gunsmoke?"
It's an idea that makes her grin and almost laugh, but she has no idea. For all she knows, all priests on Gunsmoke are like this one.
It's an oddly appealing idea, but it's probably not the reality of things.
"A lifesize cross just seems a little conspicuous, even on a priest."
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"It does catch a girl's eye."
It's as close to a you bet I do, padre as he's getting, but with the piqued interest so obvious in her face, she knows she might as well have said it.
She can hardly be blamed. The instant she saw the cloth come off the cross, saw the guns -- how many was it? at least five or six -- and saw him take one in each hand like it was the only business he'd ever known, she'd almost forgotten she was there to be backup.
(Almost. Until Spike jumped from the balcony.)
"The design is someone else's? Are there a lot of gunslinging priests like you on Gunsmoke?"
It's an idea that makes her grin and almost laugh, but she has no idea. For all she knows, all priests on Gunsmoke are like this one.
It's an oddly appealing idea, but it's probably not the reality of things.
"A lifesize cross just seems a little conspicuous, even on a priest."