Texas gets a drink.

Sheriff Texas walks up to the bar before sitting on a red leather padded stool and sighs.

"What can I get for yah?" announces the bar tender. A tall kangaroo women dressed like one of the performers, her wide hips and thin waist, her boobs spilling out the top of her dress asks the weary sheriff in a chipper tone.

Enamored by the roos proportions Texas meekly answers"...U...uughhh...".

"Never ordered a drink before?" The Roo questions.

Before Texas can reply a skunk girl walks up and sits beside her at the bar. Texas not noticing as she sits beside her. The skunks ass consuming the meager seat below it.

"We'll have two old fashioned thanks". The skunk replies, shooting the Roo a wink.

"Comin' right up" -replies the bar tender before turning to make they're drinks. Texas' jaw dropping slightly as she gazes at the roos massive posterior.

The skunk clears her throat audibly "It's rude to stare yah know."

Texas snaps back to reality before turning to the skunk sitting on her right.

"O..oh umm... Sorry it's just sooo... " Texas' concentration broken by the interruption. Startled by the stranger.

"Sorry and who are you? Questions the weasel as she takes in stock of the skunk beside her. Taller than Texas by a foot, her curves rivaled those of the roos with a caboose anyone could get lost in and legs like tree trunks. Her purple fur stood out in a crowd matches with her orange hair in a bob cut. Texas' heart races from being startled.

"Me? Porsche, I work here. I'm new but I seem to be building quite the client base. word travels fast yah know."

"Here you go ladies" the Roo bring the drinks to them.

"Uh... Thanks" Texas grinned as she picked up her drink, swallowing half of it nervously.

"Wow what's the rush?" Porsche questioning her new acquaintance.

"Well I'm kinda on the job right now. I'm out looking for clues for a couple cases going on with some no good cattle rustlers and all." Replied Texas.

"Oh, I might know something about that... And sure I'd be willing to talk for the right "price". Porsche looking Texas up and down before shooting a look forward. "I meet a lot of people from around here... And they always have stories to tell if you catch my drift..." Porsche answering sultrily.

Texas holding her drink grins a shallow grin. "Go on?"

"Mmmmm if you're interested come find me upstairs. I have a room on the end of the second floor on the left." Porsche swallows the rest of her drink. Getting up from the bar and walking back to her room.

Texas watches as she walks away, then back to the stool she was sitting on. The seat perfectly molded to the shape between her but cheeks. "I don't know about this..."