It ain't like any other horse that I've seen, but it seems nice enough.

[She puts a booted foot into the sterup and swings her leg over the horse.]


Well, I'm not getting bucked off. Maybe there's another close by.

[She sits up in the saddle a bit more and glances around.]

I think I see somethin in a corner over yonder.

[Make fun of her accent all you want. Its not stopping any time soon.]