Feels like the minutes prior to the shootout at the O.K. Corral.
Three men holding the goods, a tumbleweed drifts between them all. Each of the three men look at each other, waiting for the other ones to make the first move.
Anybody about to shoot?
Three men holding the goods, a tumbleweed drifts between them all. Each of the three men look at each other, waiting for the other ones to make the first move.
Anybody about to shoot?