Moving down with him, Raylan couldn't help smirking at the bubbly way Malcolm waved goodbye at the bartender and Raylan tipped his hat with a parting-, "Might be back later tonight to talk to ya.. Or not at all, we'll see." With a little shrug and a nod from the bartender, Raylan followed Malcolm back to the car and slid in.

"Alright. Stop two."

The courthouse was only ten minutes from the bar, not something to be missed and it passed too quickly before Raylan was pulling into one of the side lots and cutting off the engine.

"I'll text you when I'm done and we can convene somewhere?" He knew Malcolm was going to be texting him before that, which was still okay, but he wanted to cover the end plans, since that was only gonna be a handful of hours. Hopefully.