Jack dug from Calamity Jane's saddlebag a large pan, some pepper, and some sauce that would taste similarly to Tobasco. He took out a knife and scraped off whatever had settled on the fish he would cook for the night, and turned Calamity Jane's engine up. One fender, lower to the ground then the others, began pouring a small flame that would be hot enough to begin cooking the fish. Honest Jack shrugged, and started cooking as if they were fish at home, working as best he could with his limited set up.