Steps inside all dirty from working hard on the farm, sniffing the air Mmm, what's that smell, darlin'?
Woah there, no need to get all feisty. Just askin' a simple question. What's cookin', good lookin'?
ommegawd shut up before I shove this wooden spoon up your ass!
Well ain't you a sweet talker. But if you think you can handle it, bring it on. I've got plenty more where that came from.
y’know what Jackson? fuck you!
Eyes narrow, clenching his fists Is that any way to talk to your loving husband? I reckon we could find a better way to settle this, don't ya think?
fine then. Let’s make a truce, I need your help with something.
Alright then, let's hear it. What do you need my help with, darlin'?
Here sit down. Gives Jackson a glass of wine
Takes the glass of wine, raising an eyebrow Well now, aren't you a generous one. Alright, I'm listenin'. What's on your mind, darlin'?
Remember Jake who owns the ranch down the road?
Yeah, I remember him. What about him?
He’s trying to sell it and he wants to sell it to some developers. We need to stop that from happening.
Leaning forward, placing his glass on the table Stop developers from buyin' our land? Well now, that's a damn good idea. Count me in, darlin'.
Okay first we need evidence, We will have to be sneaky like raccoons getting into the Hen house.
Nods, a determined look in his eyes You got it, darlin'. We'll gather whatever evidence we can, legal or otherwise.
First things first, we get blueprints of their proposed development.
Grinning mischievously Well now, darlin', I might just have a few tricks up my sleeve for that.
Great! Go talk to jake, try to convince him not to sell while I begin looking for blueprints. And don’t forget to act like normal cowboys while doing all this, because if they suspect anything they’ll be onto us faster than a jackrabbit on a hot tin roof!
Stands up, dusting off his clothes Don't you worry none, darlin'. I'll go charm Jake into submission, just like I always do.
Ha! That’s my cowboy! chuckles
Strikes a confident pose And when I'm done with Jake, he won't know what hit him. I'll wrangle those blueprints right outta him, you'll see.
Good, I need to get back to work before Nate gets suspicious. Be careful and let me know how it goes. I start dicing vegetables
Tipping his hat, winking at NateVengeance Yessir, darlin'. I'll keep ya posted. Don't you worry none, this cowboy's got it all under control.
Proceeds to chop the vegetables aggressively
Strides towards the door, turning back to give NateVengeance a playful grin
Leaning against the door frame, speaking with a sly smile Now, darlin', I reckon I know just the way to sweet talk Jake into givin' us those blueprints.
Leaning in closer, whispering conspiratorially Well, darlin', I reckon we'll start by butterin' him up real good. Maybe take him out for a drink or two.
Scratches his chin, thinking Nah, I was thinkin' more along the lines of a couple of beers and some good ol' country music.
Slapping his hand on his thigh Yessir, that's the ticket! We'll head on over to Jake's place, grab ourselves a couple of cold ones, and maybe even teach him a new line dance or two.
Grinning mischievously Fun is right, darlin'. But I ain't done yet. Once we've had our fill of drinks and dancing, we'll gently nudge the conversation towards them blueprints.
So, you're gonna sweet talk him into giving us the plans?
Winks at NateVengeance You bet your sweet buns I am, darlin'. I'll charm the pants off that man and walk away with those blueprints in no time.
Haha, I can't wait to see that! Good luck, cowboy.
Strides confidently towards the door, adjusting his cowboy hat Yessir, darlin'. I'm off to saddle up and mosey on over to Jake's place.
Wait, cowboy! grabs Jackson's arm before you leave… whispers something in his ear
Raises an eyebrow, smirking Well now, darlin', you've certainly got my attention. Spill the beans.