Out West: Steampunk/Victoriana

We're going to take a little stroll out West, he said to me, his arm around me, hiding the pistol he pressed against my corset. My corset stays might be iron, and effective in almost all situations, but I did not think I could rely upon them to turn a bullet. "Very well," I said calmly, for a lady must always maintain her calm or gentlemen use the slightest emotional reaction to write her off as hysterical, something I was most determined not to have done to me. "But first I must write a brief note to my acquaintances with whom I have social engagements, excusing myself." "What?" He gaped at me. "Lady, I have a *pistol* pressed to your side!" "And *I* have certain responsibilities!"


Inspiration: "Way Out West" - Andrew Bird's Bowl of Fire
Story Potential: High
Notes: This character would be fun to write! My main concern is that steampunk/Victoriana might be glutted right now.