Isabelle - A Weird Western

It was still quite early on this cold November morning, and a light snow had just begun to fall as the four men made their way over to the bank, slithering through the back alleys like the shady reptiles that they were.   Only a couple of people were out on the street when they reached the bank, neither of whom seemed to be paying any attention to them, as they walked up the front steps and opened the door.  "EVERYBODY REACH FOR THE SKY!" Earl shouted, after closing the door behind door him. Three of the bank's customers, along with the teller, obediently threw their hands into the air, but the other one, the marshal, did not.