In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 20)
Two police cars were parked on the road and a mid-sized sports saloon.
The Hunt For Buckeyed Joe
A conversation about the brothel here, another about a brawl at the saloon over there. it was pretty relaxed until the galloping of a horse was overheard coming from the east. on the back of this horse was a portly lionuki with brown fur and yellow mane.
09 - Tumble Weeds
The six of them all stumbled into the saloon together and set upon the stunned bartender with a vengeance of requests for food and drink. their leader then secured rooms for the night and they all set to the tasks of recovering.
Welcome to Evolution. Prologue, Part I and II
. ~\*~ don franklyn sipped at his beer at the bar of an old style saloon. the smell of cigarette ash filled the air and the sound of the small tube television was all that could be heard.
Sixes Wild: A Quick Buck
Let them get it out now, rather than in the saloon later. i buy a sarsaparilla off doc richards and he offers to twist the cap off for me. i politely decline and get it with my hindpaw and wing.
Double Lives
The odd thing was was that, while fairly modern on the outside, the inside now appeared to be an 1800's saloon! standing in the center of it all was the villain himself, draco druid. he was a 5'9" dark purple dragon, with large wings.
Engineering, Part 1
In margery allingham novels, it would have been called a "saloon bar" in the proper british sense.
Advance
Past an old wooden saloon (now a modern-day bar ... complete with satellite television). to the alley between the bottled raspberry iced tea factory (or was it a plant ... rather than a factory) ... between that an the general store.
La Curandera - Chapters 1, 2 and 3
Everyone watched the pair leave, swinging saloon doors squeaking in the dry air, and then shared a sigh of relief.
A Single Candle, Part 2
The pair working today's security detail had the courtesy (or perhaps the desire for spirits) to take their meal in the saloon section of the establishment.
Memories of a Past Life
Taffy found herself sitting in a chair with her legs crossed in what appeared to be an old time western saloon. only, it wasn't taffy, just someone who looked exactly like her.
Chapter XII: E = MC2
There were robots standing in front of saloons, drinking fresh water; there were robots riding horses, and drinking fresh water; an amusement park built around a fresh spring didn't sound like a very good idea.