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Mick shakes his head a little, but lets the subject of Katie drop as he concentrates on his cup of coffee instead. "I just want to ride out around the perimeter and check the fences. Couple times we've had a horse out and I don't know where they're getting through. I think there might be some wire down out in the far corner, but it'll take a while to ride out that far."

He glances around at the others coming in. "I was gonna as Sparky to come along too, but... he's been hard to find the last few days."


Scott gives Hope a bit of a grin. "I slept alright, thanks. Not sure about today but... the night was okay."

He cocks his head to study her face a moment, deciding not to talk anymore about himself. "What about you? You have Angelica helping you, right?"


The waitress is just turning away when Bree stops her yet again. "But..." It was a different woman from the day before, and she wasn't as quick to become irritated, just totally confused and amazed at the problem she couldn't seem to see.

"Too much whip? Too red? What... but..."

Hearing the request for a rootbeer float, the waitress is hesitant to even try. "Are... are you sure?"

Gunner gives an audible growl and turns around with an annoyed expression. "Look, can you just give her what she wants? I'm trying to work here and you are continually interrupting me."

"Well how can a strawberry be too red?!"

"Don't you see it?" Gunner points to Bree's strawberries. "They are too red." Twisting around, he reaches on the table and takes one, popping it in his mouth. He cringes. "They taste too red too. I'd find out where you get them and complain. As for the whipped cream, you obviously have not been trained when mixing the whip and the cream. So please - just give her a rootbeer float so I can be left in peace."

"But -"

"What is the name of your manager?"

"Okay, oaky...." The waitress looks at Bree, her face flushed. "Just... keep the strawberries... I'll bring you your float."

Gunner chokes on a laugh and coughs as the waitress turns around, as if he'd choked on the strawberry he was still chewing. Shaking his head, he turns back around to his computer again. "Poor thing. You're a mean customer, you know that?"