Imagine stumbling down some Godforsaken back alley and stepping over sprawled, beaten, battered, lost souls. Imagine that as best you can. Then imagine you find your way into what looks like the sleaziest saloon on the planet. The place stinks, with all the usual stinks. There's a stage. The lights come up. You expect the worst. Then out dances an Angel. Perfect. Graceful. Beautiful. A dream come true. Nancy. Nancy Callahan. She amazes. Includes 2 six-shooters, hat, 2 gun belts & lasso.