She could at least bat her eyelashes coquettishly over a paper fan.
Applying lipstick then puckering her lips, looking in the direction of her crush... An Asian male with his eyes on her wallet
FADE IN:
INT. SALOON - DAY
The swinging doors creak as patrons mosey in and out of the establishment. The air is thick with smoke and the sound of clinking glasses. JOSHELYN, a sassy saloon girl with curly blonde locks and a flirtatious grin, sits in front of a vanity, primping in the mirror. She applies a fresh coat of lipstick, puckering her lips as she admires her reflection.
JOSHELYN
(to herself)
Ah, perfect.
She bats her eyelashes coquettishly, practicing her best "come hither" look. Her eyes land on a handsome young Asian man, LI WEI, sitting across the room, sipping a whiskey. He's dressed in worn leather and denim, with a wide-brimmed hat slung low over his eyes.
JOSHELYN
(whispering to herself)
And there's my target.
Li Wei glances up, catching Joshelyn's eye. For a moment, they lock gazes, and Joshelyn's cheeks flush. She quickly looks away, fanning herself with a delicate paper fan.
JOSHELYN
(batting her eyelashes again)
Oh my, it's getting mighty hot in here.
Li Wei raises an eyebrow, his eyes drifting to Joshelyn's wallet, which lies open on the table beside her. A wad of cash peeks out, and Li Wei's gaze lingers.
JOSHELYN
(noticing his interest)
Oh, you're lookin' at my purse, huh? Thinkin' I'm a high roller, I reckon?
Li Wei shrugs, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.
LI WEI
(in a smooth, low tone)
Just admiring the...adornments, ma'am.
Joshelyn's eyes sparkle with amusement. She snaps her fan shut, tucking it into her corset.
JOSHELYN
(teasingly)
Well, I reckon you're a mighty bold one, Li Wei. Most men wouldn't dare eye a lady's wallet so brazenly.
Li Wei leans back in his chair, his eyes never leaving Joshelyn's face.
LI WEI
(smirking)
I'm not most men, ma'am.
Joshelyn's grin widens, and she winks at Li Wei.
JOSHELYN
(giggling)
I reckon that's true.
The two engage in a flirtatious stare-down, the tension between them palpable. The saloon patrons fade into the background as they size each other up, the air thick with anticipation.
FADE TO BLACK.
