How's your steak?
KID
Just fine, ma'am.
WAITRESS
You need anything, call out. The Marshal said to take good care of you.
She leaves. As The Kid turns back to his dinner, he sees two businessmen, PERKINS and MCBRIDE, staring at him. The Kid nods politely. Perkins takes it as an invitation and comes over. He looks a bit nervous as he stands across from The Kid.
Pardon me, don't mean to interrupt.
KID
That's okay.
PERKINS
I hear you're the fella who tracked down Lloyd Dyson.
KID
I didn't track him, Mister. He tried to steal my horse. That's why I brought him in.
PERKINS
So you weren't hired by the Marshal?
KID
No, I ride for the Pony Express.
Perkins is clearly relieved.
Oh, I see, well that's different. Folks thought you two were friends.
KID
Just met him. Why, is something wrong?
Perkins backs away toward his table.
No, no...sorry to trouble you. Enjoy your supper.
Off The Kid, watching him with a confused look.