(Skip to the second movie, shall we~?)
Veronica smiled as she waved the last drunks out of the bar.
"Stay safe, now!" she said, closing the door. After locking the door, she smiled over at Doc and he nodded and smiled back, letting her on her way. She walkd to the far back corner of the room and knelt in front of a picture taken 8 years prior. It was a photo of David Della Rocco, smiling drunkely with beer in hand. Veronica smiled softly and lifted the rosary from around the photo, praying it silently in her head.
Doc watched her as he walked up to his bedroom above the bar.
As she finished the last prayer, there was a knock at the door. She quickly lit the candles by Rocco's photo, setting the rosary down. She ran behind thh bar, lifted out the unloaded pistol, then going to the window next to the door. Opening it slightly and pulling back the curtain, she peeked quickly. Seeing a Mexican, she growled.
"We're closed, Peppy. Come back later."
Romeo looked at the window with an insulted look.
"Did you hear what she just-..!" he started, but he was pushed out of the way by Conner. The Irishman walked over to the window, raising his eyebrow at her.
"Well you Leprachaun fuck..." she whispered, staring at him through the window.