The daddy-killin’, whiskey-lovin’, self-professed Tex-Mex lady’s man was actually known as Phineas Francisco Lawn before Jasper dubbed him his good-luck charm. Lucky reckons he’s got a way with words, which would be the case if you counted “don’t you dare put that bondo in my broken face, you soulless, sawed-off, rat bastard” as eloquent speech. He’s a team player with a solid handle on his temper. That, of course, comes in handy when he’s forced to sweet-talk his way out of a deadly jam. Unfortunately, he can’t resist a cutting jibe. Ah well, nobody’s perfect–but don’t try and sell that to Lucky.
