Write something that takes place in: the saloon.
We got the ultrasound results back today. Baby looks healthy, no concerns were raised. That's obviously the most important thing.
As for the gender... I think I'll save that for tomorrow's post. Feel free to give me your best guess in the comments though :)
"Is Tess working tonight?" I asked as I eased my weight onto the only empty stool at the bar. The dusty gentlemen on either side of me grunted hellos in my direction and I tipped by hat to both of them.
"You know she's not, Pete," Walter replied before giving a shot glass a cursory inspection and pouring a whiskey into it. "Monday is her day off."
"Yeah, I know," I said, putting an open hand sideways on the bar. It didn't take long for the glass to slide into my grasp. "I just like to make sure. It brings up bad memories for her whenever she sees me, and I hate doing that to her."
"Oh, is that right?" Walter had a way of talking to a man he didn't care for. It was a combination of insincerity and thinly veiled disdain. That's what he was giving me then. "I thought it was because she would warn off any ladies you might be trying to charm your way into the welcoming confines of their corsets."
"Well, dear Walter," I said as I raised my glass and give him a smile and wink, "that might have a little something to do with it as well."