A good person is like a good gun: Reliable to the Last.
"Oh," Roland said, chuckling, "I hope it'll take more than a whim to whisk me away from this place."
Knocking on the table, he added, "I intend to make a go of it here. And not just for business.
I'm not quite too old to start a family, if I start it soon."
At that moment, the server reappeared with fresh drinks. Quick work. Either that, or he'd been babbling on a bit.
"Ah. Good, i believe my 'whistle' could use some 'wet' about now."
As he received his beverage, he looked to his dinner companion.
"And what about you, Miss Thornton? Are you long for Kalispell, or will the lure of a bigger paper with bigger stories soon lure you away? I cannot imagine there's much room for you to grow, here. Big news happens in big places, I'd guess. So there's little enough lure for someone hoping for big stories to write. Unless you want to settle down and make a family yourself?"
"One never knows what the future holds, do they?" Sarah replied wistfully.
After thanking the waiter for the drink, she continued, "If someone had told me two years ago, that I would be here in Montana, I would have thought they were making a joke. Then I found out something that I shouldn't have and now I'm here. As for the way my life is now, I have no complaints but I am also aware that things can change at any time, including finding someone to have a family with."
Deciding that she had said enough about her situation, she asked Roland, "Now how about you? Is there anything you would to like to know about Kalispell?"
@[Cuban]
A good person is like a good gun: Reliable to the Last.
She had intrigued him by mentioning that she'd learned something she wasn't supposed to know, but the conversation shifted before he could pursue the matter.
Leaning forward in his chair, his voice took on a conspiratorial tone, "I must admit I'm more than a little bit intrigued regarding the ranching situation near town. Rumors have swirled- rumors I'm sure have no place in a newspaper- that there is enmity between two of the ranchers.
It has even been suggested that there's been quite a bit of violence of late."
He cleared his throat and shrugged, "Not that such things are unexpected on the frontier... as my own voyage here is testament to."