Joe slowly pulled out the paper and looked everything that was on it over, finding out how they were going to rob the bank....and it was obvious the writing was female and the plan intelligent...not a Frank and Jesse James plan. He sighed and stood up, heading out the room.
Joe sat on one of the beds, frustrated at not being able to find anything...it was then that he heard the crumple of paper and looked underneath the sheets...
Joe snuck into the hotel, asking his friend who worked there to let him into the room which he did. Looking around, he quickly started to search for plans or anything in which to prove what he was saying before he went to tackle the sherrif with his information.
Fly was still laying down in her stall, her foot still sore. Joe carefully got to his feet, swallowing gently as he realized that this was something he was going to have to do on his own...
Bo laughed, putting Luke's jeans in the bag just as Jenni came back. She didn't seem to even bat an eyelid at what Luke was wearing, handing him the crutches. "There ya go..."
"Hank what's gotten inta ya! I ain't ever lied ta ya about somethin' this serious!" Joe couldn't believe what he was hearing and it was only making his anger at Lorraine even madder...he had a very great burning desire to ruin her looks forever then see how she would live with herself...
Bo looked over to him and laughed. "Your not gonna....s'why I brought these along...or more Uncle Jesse suggested so..." With that, he pulled a pair of stretchy shorts out of a bag Luke hadn't seen him carry in, and handed them to Luke.
Joe frowned, having to think a minute what the heck Hank was talking about....until he saw thw anger in Hank's eyes and realized that Hank didn't believe him. "Oh come on...Hank...she's not my type you know that! She's a bank-robbin' theif in cahoots with Frank and Jessie James! Stop bein' so blind!"