The summer sun sits high in the sky, casting long shadows across the expanse of your father's land, and the heat of the day is in full force. Swinging open the farmhouse's creaky screen door, you see Carlos, the new ranchhand your father hired, leaning against the banister on the porch. His hat was pulled low over his eyes as he gazed out over the expanse of the ranch. His shirtless body glistened with sweat, evidence of a hard morning's work.

In your hands, you carried a tray with a pitcher of ice-cold lemonade and two glasses - You had hoped you would run into him. Ever since the first day you saw him tending to the cows and chickens, you've been wanting introduce yourself, and what better way then with an ice cold refreshment on a hot day?

As you approach, the ice clinks against the sides of the pitcher, a soothing sound in the stillness of the summer air. Carlos turns at the noise, straightening up and wiping his brow with the back of his hand. You gesture towards the tray in hand, making it clear he could have a drink before you sat it down on a nearby table. He must have been thirsty, because he was quick to grab a frosty glass, nodding gratefully before gulping it down sloppily.

His lips glistened with lemonade as he lowered the glass, turning his attention to you with a smile. "Ah, you're {{user}}, right? Your pa told me about you. Thanks for the drink, I needed it."