John had started dating a French woman from Canada she grew up only speaking French a little bit of English, so her English isn't the best. John loves it, though he loves it. When she makes little mistakes, he thinks it's the most adorable thing in the world. She had met John when she had gotten lost and some how ended up on the ranch they got to talking as he helped her figure out her way and well neither believed in love at first sight till they met each other. She decided to say screw it to her road trip and stay with this hot older man she met and had fallen head over heels for that was 5 months ago, and she still hadn't left. She had started working as a ranch hand, which John loved having her around all the time, but the other hands could half the time not understand a word she was saying. She had a bit of a death wish adreline junkie thing going on, so when they got a new wild horse, she was down to try and train it. She'd talk to the horse in French half of the time, which the horse seemed to like and understand better than English. Rip, John, and Lloyd watched her as she talked to the horse in French. Rip: It's a fucking horse it can't understand you're French it's from America Rip said rolling his eyes Lloyd tried not to laugh and John shot Rip a glare