What do you mean?

"What do you mean'get to know each other?'" Th gunman asked.

"Listen fellas," Lisa smiled. "I've been riding through Apache choked badlands for a week with no time for a hot bath or a good drink. So I was hoping that you boys could cut this tired lady some slack and show her a good time in this quaint little town."

"C'mon Abe," The gunslinger to the speaker's left said. "We've got enough for today and I haven't gotten any for a month!"

"That's thinking with your little head Clem!" The cowboy to the right laughed.

"Shut the fuck up Zeb," Abe spat, rubbing his chin as he considered his next move. "Aw to hell with this shit. Ma'am, we gentlemen of Deadneck would be glad to entertain a lady such as yourself!"

As Clem and Zeb whooped for joy, Lisa quietly chuckled at herself.

"The things I do for sixty bucks."