this is the best i could come up with

"Draw," Zebekiah said with a grizzled sneer to the buxom blonde standing just ten paces ahead--sure, she had the face of an angel, and bossoms like two fluffy pillows just begging for you to lay your head upon, but she had the hind quarters of a zebra, and the hooves to match, and that was enough to make any half-elven gunslinger just a bit nervous.