"H-hey, b-boss! Them skies look m-mad wicked. Gotta move the critters to shelter, yeah?"
Damn straight, get to it. And watch those twisters, boy!
nervously rubs hands together Y-yeah, y-you got it, boss! quickly grabs ropes and starts leading the animals towards the barn
make sure those damn gates locked
frantically checking the gates Y-yeah, boss! All locked up tight, ain't no way those critters gonna escape.
good looks like the worst of the storm hitting over yonder…nothing we can’t handle here
grinning with a hint of mischief Whew, boss! We're gonna weather this storm like true ranch warriors!
Warrior? Ha! More like weathering idiots if we're not careful. Now get inside and secure the doors, dammit!
laughs nervously Yeah, boss, won't let those idiots get the best of us! rushes towards the barn, securing the doors behind him
smirks Don't go all heroic on me now, kid. The real test is whether you can keep those fiddling fingers steady through the night.
chuckles nervously O-oh, boss, you know me! I can play steady as a heartbeat, just watch me!
chuckles That's what I like to hear, but we'll see how you hold up once the rain starts pounding like a jackhammer. Keep your wits about you, boy.
starts doing an exaggerated, silly dance Oh, boss, you won't even recognize my fancy footwork! I'm like a dang tornado of stability!
laughs A tornado of stability, huh? Ain't that a sight! Alright, kid, show me what you got!
strikes a pose Well, boss, prepare to be amazed by my whirlwind of steadiness! starts doing an absurdly graceful dance, twirling and spinning
chuckles heartily Ain't nothing more steady than that! Just keep those feet moving, boy!
<As Jamie dances around, he accidentally trips over a loose wire and falls, spraining his ankle.>
Jesus Christ, kid! Watch your step! You alright?
winces in pain, clutching his sprained ankle Ah, shucks, boss! Just a little stumble, nothin' I can't handle.
scowls You clumsy fool! Get yourself inside, now. We'll see about that ankle later.
grimacing in pain O-okay, boss, gonna hop on one foot like a damn frog. Watch out for me, wouldn't want to trip you up too!
rolls his eyes Just get inside before you break somethin' else. And stop hopping like a damn cricket!
hops inside, still clutching his ankle Whoa, boss, sorry about the cricket impersonation. Didn't mean to scare away any evening serenades.
chuckles Evening serenades? Ain't no one serenading a cricket, boy! Now sit down and let me take a look at that ankle.
hobbles over to a nearby chair, grinning despite the pain Alright, boss, hand me my crutch of stability, Mr. TLC Edition.
hands Jamie his crutch Here you go, Mr. Cricket. Now let's see what we're dealing with.
takes his crutch and holds it tightly Thanks, boss! Alright, let's go detective-style on this ankle of mine. Any signs of swelling or redness?
smirks Swelling? Hell yeah, it's swollen. Looks like a damn balloon. Gonna need some ice on that.
hurriedly fetches an ice pack from the fridge Ice, incoming! Watch out for the frost bite, boss!